Speaker 1: Unsolved mysteries. Out of deference to people who may still
Speaker 1: be living. Character names in some of these true unsolved
Speaker 1: mysteries have been changed. Tonight's unsolved mystery is based on
Speaker 1: records of the New York Police Department. It is called
Speaker 1: the perfect crime because it has never been solved, even
Speaker 1: by the most brilliant minds of the New York Police.
Speaker 1: It is a crime that experts, after complete investigation, state
Speaker 1: could not have happened. Yet they know that it did happen.
Speaker 1: Something something, something like that. I don't think, I don't think.
Speaker 2: Something at.
Speaker 1: The scene is isidor thinks Little hand laundry at fifty
Speaker 1: two East one hundred and thirty second Street, New York,
Speaker 1: The fitful light from the smoke grimed street lamp only
Speaker 1: serves isador. Fink shuffles out of the cigar store across
Speaker 1: the street from his laundry, draws his threadbare jacket tightly
Speaker 1: about him, as if to protect himself from the penetrating grizzle,
Speaker 1: then crosses the muddy street and unlocks the two heavy
Speaker 1: padlocks on his laundry door. The clerk seeses the door
Speaker 1: glance fearfully up and down the darkened street, before he
Speaker 1: closes the door and bolts it on the inside. The
Speaker 1: transom above the door feels with a diffused glow of
Speaker 1: light as isid Or turns the switch on the old
Speaker 1: carbon filament lamp hanging from the ceiling. Poor old devil.
Speaker 1: I'm gonna work half the night again. They earn two bits. No,
Speaker 1: I guess I was wrong. He put the light outney open,
Speaker 1: repet open the pet come out of wop? Didn't you
Speaker 1: hear the shots? I thought it was normal, not firing.
Speaker 1: I was standing down there the corner. Where was it open?
Speaker 1: Pink's laundry? All right, all right, we're coming. Who is she?
Speaker 1: Old woman who rents the back half of isaor Pink's store?
Speaker 1: You got a phone? Your cigar store? Has? I better
Speaker 1: go down and call up the state. Okay, mm this
Speaker 1: store is knocked on the inside. What happened? I don't
Speaker 1: know yet. Any other way into the store, yes, my room,
Speaker 1: but the door booted on kid night. I can't break
Speaker 1: this store down. It's too strong. Be sure. There's no
Speaker 1: other way in but through your room. You can't get
Speaker 1: to that way either. That door is as strong as different. Well.
Speaker 1: I can't get through that transom here one of your kids,
Speaker 1: Which one of you climb through that transfer? I will
Speaker 1: open there, all right? All right, you folks stand back there.
Speaker 1: Come on, kid, I live up. Yep, that's it. Now
Speaker 1: take my night stick. Break the glass. Hey, you watch out,
Speaker 1: don't cut yourself a three yeargo drop down on the
Speaker 1: other side and draw that bowl. Okay, officer, wonder where
Speaker 1: that light switches? Ah? Here we are good heavens yes,
Speaker 1: killed himself. Watch up here, come in, sergeant hol is
Speaker 1: the door bump himself off? Where's the gun? I've been
Speaker 1: able to find it yet? All right, boys, we'll take
Speaker 1: a look. Okay, sarge, sure, sarge. Look where no place
Speaker 1: to look except under that table. The room's bare. Oh hello, coroner,
Speaker 1: you can recharge you. What have we here? Pray in
Speaker 1: case of suicide? Is looking around for the gun? Suicide?
Speaker 1: Eh hmm, you think so? Cary here varn no powder,
Speaker 1: burns and shop in the head would have killed him.
Speaker 1: Gun was at least two feet away. Sorry, gentlemen. From
Speaker 1: the looks of the wounds, I'm forced to decide that
Speaker 1: it was murdered, and since there's no trace of a gun,
Speaker 1: the killer carried it off impossible. The place was bolted
Speaker 1: on the inside. Nobody could gooda got out of here.
Speaker 1: I had to get this kid here to break the transom,
Speaker 1: crawl through to open the door. Yeah, I haven't got
Speaker 1: the gun. What would I want with a gun? All right?
Speaker 1: All right? How about that window? That window starts. It's
Speaker 1: the only window in the place, and it's barred on
Speaker 1: the inside, with bars so close a cat couldn't get
Speaker 1: between them. Not only that, the frame is nailed in place.
Speaker 1: So's the transom frame nailed in place. The star leading
Speaker 1: to the other room hasn't been opened for years. Look
Speaker 1: at the cobwebs. This boat, he is rusted in place.
Speaker 1: Take a hammer to move it. Wait here a minute.
Speaker 1: We've got to be reasonable. Somebody got in here and
Speaker 1: killed old the door and then they got out. Now
Speaker 1: this is a single room, one window in one transom,
Speaker 1: two doors, both bolted on the inside, both window and
Speaker 1: transom nailed in place, and no fireplace, nothing to hide behind,
Speaker 1: no cover. Then the killer must to come in here
Speaker 1: into the room with him. No he didn't. Oh, how
Speaker 1: do you know who are you? I'm the clerk and
Speaker 1: a cigar store across the street, or the fellow the
Speaker 1: carts on the phone. Yes, the door came into my
Speaker 1: store tonight, bought a pack of cigarettes and said he
Speaker 1: was going in to do some more laundry. I saw
Speaker 1: him cross the street. Your eyes never left him, not
Speaker 1: for a second. Now, I watched him cross, So him
Speaker 1: open the door and go inside. And then I saw
Speaker 1: the light go on. A few moments afterwards, the light
Speaker 1: went out, and then the three shot shave. This sain't
Speaker 1: treasona we're telling me I got the dinners. Now. There
Speaker 1: must be a trapdoor or something, a trap door. Look
Speaker 1: at that rough clank floor and tell me it's got
Speaker 1: a trap door in it. Oh, I guess you're right
Speaker 1: at that. Well, there's nothing more we can do here.
Speaker 1: Sure nobody touched the body, of course, I'm sure what
Speaker 1: difference does that make? Margin the murderers what we want now,
Speaker 1: and he's not going to be easy to find. Any
Speaker 1: murder that can get out of this room. Yeah, through
Speaker 1: two bolted doors and two nailed windows. I tell you, sars,
Speaker 1: the things spooky. Well, come on, we'll get back to
Speaker 1: Headquart and get the fingerprint boys out here, all right,
Speaker 1: Come on. For twenty four hours, a corps of detectives
Speaker 1: went over every inch of the one room laundry for
Speaker 1: signs of revolver, trapped doors, of secret panels. The most
Speaker 1: expert fingerprint men in New York's police department worked on
Speaker 1: the case, and aside from the fingerprints of the police
Speaker 1: and Isidor himself, not a thing was fond. At first.
Speaker 1: The police worked with zest, then irritability, finally in complete bewilderment.
Speaker 1: The scene is police headquarters six months later. Well, boys,
Speaker 1: what can you tell me about this pink murder? Not
Speaker 1: a thing more than our fresh repart Chief. Now, listen, sergeant,
Speaker 1: We're not going to let that two percent pink murder
Speaker 1: get us down. Not carn't you, chief. It has me too. Chief,
Speaker 1: I was the fifty feet of that laundry when the
Speaker 1: shots were fired. I know nobody left that building. Well
Speaker 1: the murderer did. I'm beginning to wonder about that, Chief,
Speaker 1: What do you mean? Well, listen, Chief, the front door
Speaker 1: was bolted on the inside. Yes, yes, I know, and
Speaker 1: the back room door was bolted too, and the windows
Speaker 1: were nailed in place. No police to hide. But boys,
Speaker 1: the murderer got away, and that's what hurts got clean away.
Speaker 1: If I've been a long time, I'm the farce. And
Speaker 1: I'm not superstitious, but something happened in there that night
Speaker 1: that the books don't tell us how to shar Listen, chargeant.
Speaker 1: That murder was brutal, it was physical, get me physical,
Speaker 1: nothing else. We're not going to have the New York
Speaker 1: Police Department throw up a case and blame it on Spoops.
Speaker 1: Just about what. I'm ready to blame it on. Chief.
Speaker 1: The thing that gets me down, Chief is the total
Speaker 1: lack of marching, and that does make it hard. I've
Speaker 1: gone through the file on his private life till I
Speaker 1: know it like a book. A little bit of a
Speaker 1: loundersized fellow from Galicia, works for ten years in the laundry,
Speaker 1: doesn't make a friend, doesn't have an enemy, saves one
Speaker 1: thousand dollars and opens his own laundry, works like a
Speaker 1: dog eighteen hours a day, and makes a bear living.
Speaker 1: No women in his life, nothing to rob him of,
Speaker 1: not a reason in the world for killing him. Hello, yes, okay,
Speaker 1: right away, all right, boys, better forget it. There's more
Speaker 1: to worry about. Fat chef again killing down the tunnel.
Speaker 1: Let's go. Five years have passed and the New York
Speaker 1: Police know as little two days they did the night
Speaker 1: of the murder. If he leaves, the entire police department
Speaker 1: can be summed up in the cryptic expression of the
Speaker 1: chief that two for a cent think mystery gives me
Speaker 1: the creeps. In just a moment, you will hear a
Speaker 1: solution to the perfect crime. Ladies and gentlemen, inasmuch as
Speaker 1: any solution must have necessity be supposition, liberties of time, place,
Speaker 1: and character have been taken in the solution for which
Speaker 1: you have been waiting. The scene is number fifty two weeks,
Speaker 1: one hundred and thirty second Street. Isador thinks little hand
Speaker 1: laundry the knight of the murder. Isador says good night
Speaker 1: to the clerk in the cigar store across the street
Speaker 1: from his laundry, and crossing the dimly lighted street, unlocks
Speaker 1: the two heavy pad locks on his laundry door. His
Speaker 1: a door slips inside, closes, and the bolts the door
Speaker 1: behind me. The rough board flooring creaks beneath his feet
Speaker 1: as he crosses the floor to the light switch. He
Speaker 1: reaches out in the dark. The switch creaks you.
Speaker 2: You use it.
Speaker 1: Yes, he's a door, You've found me. Yes, he's a door.
Speaker 2: I found you.
Speaker 1: Strange, He's a door. But true I found you. He's
Speaker 1: a door. I am going to kill you. No, no,
Speaker 1: he's a door. I have no mercy.
Speaker 2: I am going to put out the night. He's a door,
Speaker 2: and then I am going to kill you. You are
Speaker 2: going to die knowing that I shall live on after
Speaker 2: you are gone.
Speaker 1: But you can't. She'll be caught.
Speaker 2: Oh no, he's a doll. I shall not be caught.
Speaker 1: You bolted.
Speaker 2: The door on the inside is a door. And when
Speaker 2: the police come, they will have to send some one
Speaker 2: through the transom.
Speaker 1: That will be after you are dead. Is a door.
Speaker 2: And then when the policeman steps into the room, it
Speaker 2: will be in the dark. I shall step backwards out
Speaker 2: of the room. And when the lights go on.
Speaker 1: Is a door.
Speaker 2: I shall be one of the curious, morbid crowd about
Speaker 2: the door, looking horror stricken upon your dead body.
Speaker 1: I am going to put out the light. Is a
Speaker 1: door to a name.