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now from April twenty eighth, nineteen fifty one, here is
the Georgia Gray Murder Case.
Speaker 2: Broadways Mybeat from Times Square to Columbus Circle. The gaudiest,
the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Speaker 3: Broadways My Beat with Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover.
Speaker 2: The carnival scream rises high on Broadway, carried high on
plumes of neon light, and its shape is of many things.
The metallic anguish of a trumpet shriek, the feudal beating
against closed doors, the laughter bargained, forebought, paid for Under
the winking girl on the spectacular Broadway scream rises, shatters
into fragments of glitter, prowls through the city, and finally
touches you wherever you are. It touches you for me.
It was a phone call, a girl dying, It said
from a jackknife in a diamond dance palace on Broadway.
Come to it, Danny, Maybe you can grab yourself a
free dance. The welcome committee is out, the pale girls
with the scarlet streak to cross them up, and the restless,
scarlet tipped hands playing in the spinning lights, reaching out
for you. Someone called said the girl was hurt. Where
is she me?
Speaker 4: I called sure.
Speaker 5: You don't want to dance one of those girls?
Speaker 2: First?
Speaker 5: It was square, you know, square policeman. Come on, I'll
take you too. Georgie's beneath type. Don't like to spoil
the fun. That's why she picked the lonesome lounge to die.
You gotta picked up where you're gonna die. You should,
you really should. The lounge with beaded curtains with Georgia,
Get on, go dance.
Speaker 2: It's all right, Danny. You you Georgia, You me Danny
for an can stay.
Speaker 4: She's my good friend.
Speaker 2: Okay if she watches me.
Speaker 4: Die, isn't it?
Speaker 2: Who didn't Georgia?
Speaker 4: A dancer, keen dancer? You should have been here for
his mambo Dancy. It was a show.
Speaker 2: Who he stabs at, Georgia? That makes it all right
to tell me who was it? He bought five dollars
worth of tickets.
Speaker 4: A man like that, you feel, you know? Don't ask
his name.
Speaker 2: It's spoils with this knife.
Speaker 4: Yeah, wild dancing. I'm keeping it for a souvenir. Make
sure it's with me in the coffin, not Danny.
Speaker 5: Promise.
Speaker 2: You're a long way from home, Georgia. What brought you here?
I like it here? Come here a lot.
Speaker 4: It's peaceful.
Speaker 2: The man blows the bugle, so peaceful. A crowd, Georgia.
Now the boy's in the crowd, stabby because you're not
liked anymore? How can you.
Speaker 5: Talk when he's.
Speaker 4: Listen to Danny?
Speaker 2: Listen.
Speaker 5: A girl feels young again with music like that.
Speaker 2: After that, the place got clattered up. People started to
come into the lownes, policemen with notebooks, a woman in
a tweet suit of a press card in her hat,
then a couple of men with a stretcher. The only
thing the doctor picked up on his stethoscope was at
trump but blowing what is called the blues, because there
was no heartbeat from Georgia Gray because she was dead.
Find out why. Going out to Mott Street, where it
intersects an alley whose name no one remembers, climb four
flights of stairs and wonder briefly why the quality of
sound and light in a tenement was like nothing else
in the world. Walk at Carter, where mice and men
live together in perfect tolerance, and stop at the door.
Speaker 6: Standing in line a little bit more so i'll.
Speaker 2: Know who's Stanny Clover. Benny, you coming to checker. I'm okay,
I'm okay. Co Man.
Speaker 6: Sure, sure, yeah, I'm okay. Danny, I'm okay. Except for
the stomach. It hurts when I present.
Speaker 2: You've been behaving yourself, Benny.
Speaker 6: Since I got out the hospital. Sure, sure, I'm beating now.
He taught me to make things out of beads when
I was resting in a ward pot Beckles and ladies' sensories.
Speaker 2: You know why I came here? Don't you are in
a stool pigeon? No more, Danny, I got chured to
that too.
Speaker 6: I'm a beating now.
Speaker 2: Who killed Georgia Gray? I'm a beat? How long since
you checked in with your pearle officer, Benny? Oh, Danny,
what about Georgia?
Speaker 6: You know as much as me George was close to
NICKI gown and you know that got the shirts from
ran down the.
Speaker 7: Drugstore for what's the word. I'm Nikki crowd ain't happy
with him, Danny. Oh, Danny, let me alone. I gonna
know I from a lady down the hall for love bracelet.
I got to deliberate your there and I'll be breaking
my contract. Nothing else, Danny, nothing? Where's nick again? I'm
a beat him now.
Speaker 2: For you? Huh off?
Speaker 8: You're beaten, pat, aren't you?
Speaker 9: Danny?
Speaker 2: Inside?
Speaker 8: Nikki ih strong? I'm Danny. I was gonna invite you
in anyway. Georgia Gray, Nikki, she's dead. Word came to me?
How you closed our eyes? I wish it'd have been me.
Speaker 2: Maybe you got there ahead of me, Niki. Maybe you
want dancing? Saw Georgia in a place. You never thought
she'd be killed her because she was getting away from you.
Speaker 8: Oh, oh, your dire, Danny, awful dire. No one gets
away from me, not even the dead. Right into the den.
I want you to meet my mother.
Speaker 2: She'll be hurt. I don't show all my friends, all right, Nikki,
I wouldn't want her to be hurt. You will wish
yours had been like her. Just wait, mother, Loo, could
I brought you Danny clover?
Speaker 9: Sit down, Danny, have a mint. NICKI hasn't made up special.
Speaker 2: For me, thanks well, specially nothing too good for my mother.
Speaker 9: It's always been like that with my son. Up to now.
Speaker 2: NICKI hasn't been good.
Speaker 9: He let his guyl die in a cheap place, dancing
with another man for pay for dimes. That cheapens his name.
Speaker 2: You could have stopped, Nikki. How could I have known?
Speaker 5: Mother?
Speaker 9: I told you, don't snap at me, Nikki boy, I'll
slap your mouth, wash it out with dout.
Speaker 8: Georgia'll like that hole, Danny. I never understood why she
tried to explain it to me about the music, about dancing,
crazy for dancing.
Speaker 2: Who understands these things?
Speaker 4: And a girl once she had everything everything.
Speaker 9: You gave her everything you worked hard for.
Speaker 8: You're getting your share her mother.
Speaker 9: The funeral to Nikki. Will you buy me one like
the one you're buying for Georgia. Let me show you
the invoice of Danny. I never knew Diane came so
high inflation.
Speaker 5: Huh.
Speaker 8: Maybe it'll wipe out the taste of what happened to
her where it.
Speaker 4: Happened to her.
Speaker 9: It's just a maybe, son, don't build a monument on it.
I want to know why they killed her, Danny. You
know they think my son is finished, done, used up.
They killed the girl that frightened my nikky boy. And
you know what my boy's frightened.
Speaker 2: Who does that to your friends? Your boys?
Speaker 9: You know, when you see their bodies on a slab,
there'll be in all the papers you saved, the clippings
for me, Henniggy.
Speaker 2: Oh isn't she a dream?
Speaker 9: Denny?
Speaker 2: I told you, wonderful girl, my mother. When I got
back to headquarters, there was a file on my desk.
The neatly centered sticker on its front cover was typed
Georgia Gray, Open it, read it, Digest it. Georgia Gray,
aged between twenty five and twenty nine, computed from data
gathered from arrests. Hometown Salina, Kansas, followed a soldier at
New York Court of Embarkation in nineteen forty three, but
never caught up with him, so she stayed counter girl
in a five and ten, then model for Ladies Garments,
then nightclub hostess, and two years ago in night court
after losing a race with a squad car. She said
she'd retired because I don't have to work anymore. She said,
no better reason. She asked. Name linked with NICKI Gannon
from here on in address Park Avenue expenses shared by
fran Holland, who said, now She'll have to look around.
Speaker 5: The first thing I'm going to do is get another
room mate.
Speaker 2: Well, with Georgia, she had.
Speaker 5: Her ideas I had mine. You know what I mean?
Tell me, well, this man, Georgia was wide a pretty girl.
Speaker 2: I'd say she was beautiful.
Speaker 5: Yeah, I guess she was very beautiful. Ah, but she
was ruining it. Ran around, danced, but she didn't enjoy herself.
I know she didn't. She only enjoyed herself relaxing.
Speaker 2: Here with me something I haven't made up my mind.
Speaker 5: Well, you better make up your mind about it, Danny. Sure,
she had all I had dough and she lived.
Speaker 2: With a dance hall hostess with me. You know why
because she needed someone like me to run home to
her right.
Speaker 5: So she could have soft hands rub in the back
of her neck, to bring her cold tomatoes when she needed.
Speaker 2: It off on friend.
Speaker 5: Look, Danny, she was dance happy.
Speaker 9: That's why she hung around the place.
Speaker 5: I worked a little bit of music and a guy
in a high waistband with two strong feet could make
her smile like she was happy?
Speaker 2: Did nick again in mind that she stepped out on him?
Why did make he care for a front for his business?
He didn't care about a dancing who killed her friend?
A man?
Speaker 4: What else?
Speaker 2: But a man? What? Man? Who?
Speaker 5: You know what you want to do, Danny?
Speaker 2: You know Tommy chander Nicki's hood.
Speaker 5: The padded shoulder that stands near Nicky with his hand
in his pocket, asked Tommy.
Speaker 2: See how he reacts when you ask him. You know
where Tommy is?
Speaker 5: I know we will be in the morning eight o'clock.
Speaker 2: He throws him bread, stale bread. But what do ducks know.
Speaker 4: That one over there likes Pampa nickel? Danny, Yeah, even
a piece. You're making impression.
Speaker 2: We've got none of these advantages at city jail, Tommy, you.
Speaker 4: Don't arrest me, kidding a ducks will miss me? You
want to piece upon a nickel to him? Sure you do.
H You see how Horn looked at me, Denny said,
like he already knows about the arrest. What are you
taking me down for? Look, think of something feeding the
pintails in central part. I won't be able to hold
up the head for the shame of Let's go, kid,
that's your squad.
Speaker 2: Calviny, you got a blush when I say suspicion of murder.
Speaker 4: That's been done to me too.
Speaker 2: You didn't come up for a long time, George. You
got me case for that. Georgia was murdered. Maybe Nicki
Gannon goes too. The whole crowd will miss him. I'll
tell you something else. Whoever stabbed George ain't gonna be
around a long Any crowd will see to that. Huh.
I didn't say that.
Speaker 4: I just set a prediction.
Speaker 2: It's who takes over if Nicky is rubbed, Tommy and
you take over?
Speaker 4: Why a back groom poker game from matchsticks? What are
you talking about? Look, Baby, arrest me if you want,
but don't ask me stupid questions. It makes harm nervous. Hey, herm,
hey bright herm.
Speaker 2: Looked sad when I took Tommy away from him. All
the ducks looked sad for a minute. Then they found
a new love or to stay a loaf of bread.
Swam away screaming for it. Tommy looked back over his shoulder,
stopped to call him a name, got shoved into the
squad car, but on the way down a code call.
A woman's voice in the police radio. Man dead, she
announced to the quiet number. Then she said it playing
in an alley, fourth Street, off sixth. Get their car
sixty two. We got there. Mind if I tag along?
Speaker 4: Danny man dead, I recognize him a number. You got
a shaddy thing.
Speaker 2: Hold your gun on, Hi muggaun. He was a tall
Break it for.
Speaker 4: Him, pleasure.
Speaker 10: Danny.
Speaker 2: Let me through, Let me through. They can't SKay anymore.
Kenny nicky, not anymore. He was propped up against the wall,
his head thrown back, his mouth open, like he was
trying to tell someone about it. The furtive dog scrubbing
for food in the trash, not listening the small crowd
he'd assembled because the blood sighed across his shirt front,
but not listening, watching an alley wind gathered soot at
his feet, watching me lean over him, watching Nicki Gannon Dead,
Nicki Gannon.
Speaker 3: You are listening to Broadways My Beat, written by Morton
Fine and David Friedkin and starrying Larry Thor as Detective
Danny Clover. You'll find Jack Benny in the desert this
Sunday night on CBS. Jack and his gang are making
a safari to entertain the boys at an airbase in Nevada.
And for more laughs, there will be another session with
Eve Arden as the gay, romantic, fun loving school teacher.
Are Miss Brooks on most of these same CDs stations.
Speaker 2: Broadway is wide enough for everybody, generals and open touring cars,
blondes and taxis and sailors against lamp posts. It's the
place to come to for one reason or another, to
be a tourist, or get stared at by the tourists,
to make a pitch by a bargain, get cheated, insulted,
or have your picture taken, and end the day with
a memory depending upon what you wanted, what you've got,
what you gave for it. In part of the days
memento of Broadway will be the news item. Nicki Gannon
shot down in an alley hudlum slain, a new outbreak
of mob violence. Police seek clues in killing, especially me
and another man. The sergeant Gino tour Taglia, who had
once passed the civil service examination.
Speaker 11: And the medical examiner, doctor Sinsky, reveals that death was
caused by hemorrhage and the plural parentheses lungs closed parentheses
and that is why Nicki Gannon was done in.
Speaker 2: Thanks Gino, Well you're quite welcome. I'm sure anything else?
Speaker 4: May I?
Speaker 2: Yes, you may thank you?
Speaker 5: You know.
Speaker 11: Danny is shooting up and now he brings to man
mind the case which was solved by Lady Jane Pew,
the they do well girl, the tact her from London Town.
Speaker 2: Do we have to geno?
Speaker 11: Lady Jane looked at the deceased and flip harshiny tuppence
slipped or what haushany tuppence? Lady Jane has a lucky
tuppence which she flips before she undertakes.
Speaker 2: A case that Lady Jane, may I interrupt, Oh you're divorce?
Do you have anything else to tell me about Georgia
Gray or NICKI?
Speaker 11: Please Oh, indeed I do, Danny, Indeed I do. In
the murder of Nicki Gannon, Tommy Chandler, our prime suspect
has been released and without a Nicholas water Bay what
I have said it?
Speaker 2: So help me if you're kidding Gino. Why was he released?
Speaker 11: Or because another fella has confessed to the deed? You
remember Cozy Barrett. Even at this moment he is with
Sergeant Mugaven confessing all over the place, and that, Danny
is all the news I have for today. Case is solved,
Ahn't Danny is that?
Speaker 3: Ain't all of it?
Speaker 10: Sergeant George, Ain't all of it? Lots of people met
with me then ended up under a sheet in the
ice house.
Speaker 2: You're killed before, Cozy?
Speaker 10: Oh hi, Danny, come on in and join the fun.
Speaker 2: There's a new kick, isn't it? Cozy? For you confessing
to a murder?
Speaker 4: Wan's to manner You don't trust me?
Speaker 10: Read me, Tom Sergeant.
Speaker 5: Brief for you.
Speaker 2: Danny.
Speaker 12: Cozy says he took a pocket full of dimes to
the Diamond Dance juant where Georgia Gray was to celebrate
the end of a perfect day.
Speaker 2: He tells me, you.
Speaker 10: Dance to the cozy sure, dance, how else I get
close enough to kill you?
Speaker 2: Didn't like the way she danced?
Speaker 4: Crazy for dream about it?
Speaker 10: Who else? I dance away my heart and.
Speaker 2: Doorn advise you her dying too? Huh ah.
Speaker 10: She gives his insults and from a foot away to that.
But Ty got close eventually I got close.
Speaker 2: Yeah, get on the phone, Muggle and have a police
woman sent up here for the portable radio. Danny, you
all right, you've been working so hard. You got a
thing against telephones, mugaving, Okay, okay, I'll do.
Speaker 4: What are you gonna do? Danny?
Speaker 10: You got tricks with batteries and portable radios to make
people talk. I'm talking why you need electricity?
Speaker 2: Should be right up, Danny.
Speaker 10: Hey, you're gonna put me away? Huh? Danny to the
sound of music. Huh. You treat me nice because I'm
nice to you.
Speaker 2: Huh. Killing a lot of your line, isn't it cozy?
I always figured you as more of the person snatcha type,
the jack roll kid, the friend the drunk finds in
an alley.
Speaker 10: I got a right to come up in the worling' eh.
This gives me class a reputation with things a fella
need so he can admire himself in the night.
Speaker 2: Sure, I understand it. Man has to get ahead.
Speaker 6: He sent me, Lieutenant.
Speaker 2: You want this, Yeah, it's come in. Please turn on
the radio. Go and turn it on to dance music.
That'll be all right. Dance with the lady Cozy, go on,
dance with her.
Speaker 10: He yeah, you're crazy, Danny. I get myself up to you,
and you go crazy. There are people like me, honest.
Speaker 2: Dance with her like you did with Georgia. Show me
how it was at Georgia.
Speaker 10: You know I can't dance, Danny. You know I wouldn't
go there, damn to dance with her. They laugh in
my face when they see me coming.
Speaker 2: You're never near Georgia Gray. Are you not even close enough.
Speaker 10: To They promised me they'd get me off, Danny. They said, confess,
and then when I got off, they'd give me the
big dog.
Speaker 2: I promised you all that.
Speaker 10: Oh, friends, Danny, I got good friends. They promised me things. Hey,
they call me up and promised me things. You got
to lock me up, Danny, so I don't disappoint him.
You got to lock me up.
Speaker 2: They could come true for him and lock him up.
Now the afternoon was two hours old, and the gray
had turned into a wetness, a drizzle that hung scurling
in the air before it touched the pavement. The citizens
didn't mind getting wet. It was a sight to see.
The funeral procession wasn't very long. I like the good
old days when the gangster's death took up a mile
of Broadway. Not like the good old days at all.
None of the mourners walked. They all rolled, and the
wreaths were wrapped in cellophane, which not only protected the
snapdragons from the rain, but it was more sanitary. I
went along because I'd known nicki Gain for a long time.
The rain let up a little, and they lowered him
into his grave, and none of the mourners stayed, not
even his mother. And I wanted to talk to his mother,
Missus Gannam.
Speaker 9: Hello, Danny, you want to ride back to town.
Speaker 2: I wanted to tell you how sorry you talk like that?
Speaker 9: You don't ride with me? Come on, My son was
a hoot. Why should you be sorry for him?
Speaker 2: We've talked together, I've had a beer together.
Speaker 9: That's the reason you cry, not me.
Speaker 2: Whatever you want, he was your son.
Speaker 9: My son got scared men get scared, and men don't
live anymore.
Speaker 2: That's all he's dying does to him. Missus Gannham, Look
what I've.
Speaker 9: Got, Danny. A thug's funeral on a rainy day.
Speaker 2: He was your son.
Speaker 9: He's dead, Danny, I'm not. I'll think about him. Some
things will come up in my mind from time to time,
but I've forgotten about right now. No smile, and I'll
think nice about Nicky.
Speaker 2: Then you know who killed him? I know who I said.
I know the same person that killed Georgia.
Speaker 9: If I let you out of the car, now you
get witch, you're going.
Speaker 2: To do anything about the person that killed Nikki.
Speaker 9: I'm sure of it, Danny, sure of what. He's going
to rain all day? Funny, ain't it the paper.
Speaker 4: Harry Danny Clover?
Speaker 2: Yeah? I am bother you, mister m but it bothers
me more. Your unhappiness. Let's have a good cry over
at my office. You in the Holloway suits me.
Speaker 13: He used to Dafty Hallway spend my life and I'm
waiting to do things for unhappy people.
Speaker 2: Spreader of good cheer, that's your business at police headquarters, mister.
What name do you spread it under? Forbes consulate law,
my kind Forbes counselor of law. Someone came to you
said I was unhappy you took the case almost precisely
how it happened. I told you. What makes me sad.
Speaker 13: Kindly people they grieve when a policeman throws away a
confessed killer.
Speaker 2: Cozy Barrett.
Speaker 13: It seems to them almost ungrateful. However, they respect your
analytical prowess.
Speaker 2: You've got something I can hang on my wall that
says that something much better. Silver cup maybe with an inscription.
Speaker 13: Better an envelope Manila with money he could take you
hours to count. No silver cupper better the bonus, the killer,
the real, true killer of George and Nikki, that could
bring you so much happiness to a man like you.
Where do I find Itwhere else? Envelope and Killer, the
Diamond Dan's Palace where Georgia danced upstairs one o'clock. That's
this morning. Be there and a smile and grow on
your face. You have brought me true happiness, counselor.
Speaker 2: Thank you. Then he walked away. At the end of
the hall, he stopped and looked back over his shoulder,
grinned at me. Then he turned up his collar and
walked out into the street. This was at seven p
Then I walked down Broadway and dinner and a double
feature on forty second Street. Then it was time to go.
The Diamond Dance Hall was blaring against its time of closing.
I walked through it, pushed my way across the floor
into a doorway. No one stopped me. Then up a
flight of stairs and into a loft littered with old
telephone books, cigarette butts, a neatly stacked bundle of your
old newspapers. The only light the light from the spectaculars
down the street, spelling out the evening's pleasure forty girls,
forty no cover charge. Up front with William, Joe continued
his performance Chinese food, fried rice and dancing. And I waited.
I didn't wait long. You here, Denny, Come on in, Tommy.
Speaker 4: Thanks, I brought yourself here. He's all your steady.
Speaker 2: Who is he?
Speaker 4: The killer that got promised to you? Dead?
Speaker 2: You bring the envelope? Tommy? You bring it?
Speaker 4: Sure?
Speaker 2: Sure?
Speaker 4: I brought yeah, caught it that you Leisure fifteen thousand.
Speaker 2: I don't know, Tommy, a dead killer? How am I
going to explain a dead killer?
Speaker 4: I thought of that too.
Speaker 2: What did you come up with, Danny.
Speaker 4: I found a guy in skid row wasn't doing anybody
any good, so I figured he could do us. So
you shot him with a police positive just like you carry.
Here's the gun. You track this killer down. He tried
to escape. You shot him.
Speaker 2: Makes you a hero, that's right, And how many heroes
have fifteen thousand dollars?
Speaker 4: We're going to get along.
Speaker 2: Fine. You've taken over for I deserve, don't I yeah, yeah,
you do. Killing Georgia nick again, I'm sure you deserve it.
It's a courage.
Speaker 4: You don't know how much had me sweating there for
a while. And she didn't die right away. Only Georgia
was a girl with character. Live and let live die
and let live great girl. Huh. I called you from
time to.
Speaker 2: Time, Denny. Wait a minute, Tommy, get.
Speaker 4: Used to it, Denny, I said, I'd call you.
Speaker 2: Don't go away. You're under arrest for murder.
Speaker 4: You're practicing being a cop. Don't be a cop around me.
Speaker 2: You forgot something, Tommy, I can't be anything else.
Speaker 4: Let's go because you're pointing the police positive. Yet troubles
they step away all over. Don't let me fare.
Speaker 2: I got your coat no, let me fall.
Speaker 6: I don't want to dare that one?
Speaker 8: Mommy, Yeah, Denny Wall.
Speaker 2: His fingers clawed against the sheer stone, body twisting, face torture,
pleading for a return to life. His body hung there
hell one out of breach. Then the fabric that held
his life together gave way, and the noise of the
street came up to meet him, killed her scream. When
I got outside and walked through the gathering crowd, I
remembered something in my hand, Tommy Chandler's torn coat.
Speaker 12: M h.
Speaker 2: It's the gathering place of all the sleepless nights, this
Broadway and all the unwept tears, the place to come
to erase what's happened. Start all over, make a memory,
then try to forget it if you can. It's Broadway,
the gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Broadway My Beat.
Speaker 3: Broadway Is My Beat stars Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover,
with Charles cow Alford as Tartaglia and Jack Krusian as Muggavan.
The program was produced and directed by Elliott Lewis, with
musical score composed and conducted by Alexander courage In tonight's cast.
Anthony Barrett was heard as Tommy Chandler, Francis Cheney as
Fran holland Martha Wentworth as Missus Gannon, Larry Dobkin as
Nicki Gannon, Joey Terry as Georgia, Gray leo'cleary as Benny Fane,
and Junius Matthews as Cozy. Every Saturday Night on CDs,
Jan Murray gets on that Coast to coast phone and
gives away one thousand dollars in a crack if you
can identify the Phantom Boys, be listening for Sing It Again,
which follows immediately on most of these same CDs stations.
Joe Walters speaking, This is CDs where you laugh at
Jack Benny every Sunday night, the Columbia Broadcasting System.
Speaker 1: Welcome back. Well, we've had a lot of weird behavior
by people on broadways my beat, but cursing out docks
for their lack of loyalty when you get arrested and
they move on with their lives is kind of a
whole nother level. On a brighter note, I have to
appreciate Tartaglia having brought in his interest in detective fiction
beyond Mike shrap. All right, Well, we've got some listener
comments and feedback now, and we go over to YouTube
where w Baker the third comments, I've listened to every
episode and I really enjoy Broadways my beat, but I
don't recall a single crime taking place on Broadway, let
alone between Columbus Circle and Times Square. I also note
the distance from Columbus Circle to Times Square, which would
be from fifty ninth Street to forty fifth Street, is
only about three quarters of a mile. Perhaps they mean
all the way to forty second Street, as that would
encompass the entire theater district. So no, I don't understand
what is so gritty and dangerous about the theater district.
The way it is described in the intro and outro,
they make it sound like this is the entire stretch
of Broadway. Broadway is actually about thirteen miles long in
just Manhattan. Indeed, the entire length of Manhattan and Broadway
is considered the longest as well as the oldest street
on the island. Thanks so much. I appreciate the comment.
And while I can't find or speak to what specific
rates might have been, you can see some potential for
higher crime rates given that you have a lot of
people out late at night, where presumably there would be
a greater risk of various sorts of criminal activity. I
would also say that they're not often specific about location,
although today's was very specific that the dime a dance
place where the crime happened was on Broadway. In addition,
one of the early cases was set at a theater,
so it's implied to be those sort of locations that
are cross Broadway. And it can be helpful not to
view it as like the whole spectrum of the human
experience that comes within that area, from the very wealthy
to the very poor. That stretch had it all. And
even if Danny's overall precinct area would be beyond that,
it's trying to capture that field more than perhaps a
literal distance. But appreciate the comment. And then we also
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Speaker 12: I know Sogeant, maybe I'm all wet.
Speaker 2: Just doesn't jail right for me? Who discovered the buddy hug.
Speaker 12: Next to our neighbor and missus Donworth, my partner's with her.
Now you follows call the Cramela.
Speaker 2: Yeah, on the way out? Was the old man the
only one who lived in the house here?
Speaker 12: Yeah, that's what the neighbor told us. I should like
to see what the crome lab cruise.
Speaker 2: I want to think of it. Well, what's the big
question behind us?
Speaker 12: Well, I know it's none of my business, sergeant, you
fellas or the detectives.
Speaker 2: I just couldn't help. But notice though, what's that? Well?
Speaker 12: Here over here this rifle wired to the back of
the chair. I take a side along the barrel, of
the rifle. See what you think right through the sight huh, pointed.
Speaker 2: Right above the arms.
Speaker 8: You're over there.
Speaker 2: It's in the straight line with the body. Uh, how
much fist? The old man pulled a string tied to
his index finger and it set off the trigger took
the slug through the chest. Yeah, that's what I figured.
Now here, take a look at the wall directly behind
the old man.
Speaker 12: Yeah, the slug went clean through the body, we know that,
and through the chest above the heart, then out through
the shoulder blade.
Speaker 2: I see what you mean.
Speaker 12: Oh, here not Take a look at this wall here
and a mark on it. Yeah.
Speaker 2: One of the things you're up. The old man was
shot in that position.
Speaker 12: The slug had to come this way, you know, pass
through his body right about this height.
Speaker 5: Here.
Speaker 13: We got to find a bullet hole in this wall
right right around here.
Speaker 2: In ought to be not a trace of a slug here.
Speaker 1: I hope you'll be with us then in the meantime.
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