Speaker 1: Welcome to the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho.
This is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we
are going to bring you this week's episode of Broadways
My beat. But first I do want to encourage you.
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Patreon Do Great Detectives dot net Now. From June second,
nineteen fifty one, here is the Francesca Brown murder case.
Speaker 2: Broadways might be from Banksber, Columbus circles, the gaudiest, the
most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world. Broadways might
be with Larry Thor as Detective Danny cloverg in the
soft night of June, Broadway's heart beats fast. The girl's
clothed in summer wear, the glow of neon in their hair,
on their lips, and the glitter of the spectacular winds
their throats with the quick jewels of night. Their perfumed walk,
which mixes well with Broadway's own exotic odors, the seared electricity,
the air cool washed ascented by installment plant air conditioning system,
the mist of steam rising from manhole covers, and Broadway
follows close on the heels of the soft night, because
somewhere the knight turns a corner and vanishes. And in
your hands are its gifts of emptiness and shock. To me,
they were given on the fourth floor landing of a
tenement near the river. The emptiness, the silence after terror,
a shriek, the shock, the girl with her beauty strangled
out of her the blood from her knife wounds, finding
the cracks in the wooden floor glinting in the sallow
light of the ten walk bulb, and the man lets
you take it all, touches her arm and brings her back.
Francesca Brown, Danny, waitress at Harper's Grill, strangled knife for
this gold pen knife, fancy the cork screw bottle, open
her nail file and no princes wipe clean.
Speaker 3: Field trays that I'm not going.
Speaker 2: Oh, I got the description here, you take it. Her
husband's inside Danny in their room. I think maybe you
ought to talk to them all right, you're a different one,
don't you uh mind? If I turn on the light,
go ahead, turn it off before because it's all the same.
One good thing that I would say, it's on the
electric goal.
Speaker 3: You're that's right. Blind.
Speaker 2: Stare at blind, Jimmy. All you want, mister, and you
don't get hurt anymore.
Speaker 3: The girl out there your wife. I have to tell
you about her.
Speaker 2: I have started about Francesca married me in Italy and
Naples came to the army hospital with a priest, said
she wanted me even like this. Francescat led me around
sunny Naples, showing it to me, letting me touch it.
Speaker 3: And I brought her home for this. You feel like
telling me? Now? We could wait? Why would I need
to wait?
Speaker 2: She worked late tonight overtime in Harper's Girl, and waited
up for her. I can't sleep, and she I waited
up for her. Her steps with a man. They stopped
in front of my door, and she was gonna scream,
how did you know that? You kidding? I'm blind? That way,
I knew all I was to know about Francesca.
Speaker 3: She taught me. She well, how did you do? Then
I went to help her me?
Speaker 2: Oh my God was the feel of a guy standing
with Francisca dead in his hands. Nothing else, yeah, something else.
He threw her at me, said, she's all yours, blind boy.
He laughed when he said. I was still laughing when
he went away.
Speaker 3: We'll do what we can. Jimmy will show you. Well.
Speaker 2: You'll let me hear Francesca steps on the stairs again.
We'll do what we can. Snuggling you talk to him, Danny, Yeah,
take care of him. I do whatever's got to be done.
And then I happened to look down the stairwell, four
flights down, and on each landing, the people looking.
Speaker 3: Up for it at death. Death was on the fourth.
Speaker 2: Floor, and that was a blessing For the first second,
and third and then one landing down, a kid in
a paper hat released a paper airplane. For an instant.
It held in the air, then darted downward. A little later,
when I got to the ground floor, it was crushed
and stained with tobacco juice. I walked out into the street.
Harper's Grill was within walking distance. A second rate addition
to a second rate hotel, a place catering to loneliness
and a not too finicky appetite. Twenty four hours a day.
I went in and sat down at the table. A
girl in a blue uniform came over.
Speaker 3: Put a water class that's in front of me for it?
Do you want to look at the menu? Thanks? Not now?
I want to talk to you police. But four? What
did I do? There's nothing to be frightened up? Sit
on us.
Speaker 4: Why don't you tell me what's the matter. My name's
Rose Rose Ketter.
Speaker 3: I'm Danny Clover. How long have you been working here tonight?
Speaker 4: Came on at seven last night? I'm up at seven this.
Speaker 3: Morning, forty long hours?
Speaker 4: Want to counter convention at the hotel Cana nail club?
Something like that?
Speaker 3: Boys?
Speaker 4: Had the cans been coming in here? Like size and try?
I'm working overtime.
Speaker 3: Did you know a waitress named Francesca Brown?
Speaker 5: Lucky her?
Speaker 4: She got off a little over an hour ago, refused
to work overtime. I should have done it.
Speaker 3: If she's dead? What dead? Strangled? Knife? Hey?
Speaker 4: Now wait a minute, I got some time.
Speaker 2: Take it easy, you mean it?
Speaker 4: She's dead?
Speaker 3: Bird? What do you mean? Simmy? What about him?
Speaker 4: He said she was strangled?
Speaker 3: Didn't you.
Speaker 4: Guy hung around her?
Speaker 3: Asked her?
Speaker 4: Dates got nasty? You know winks with the blue place.
He wasn't kidding.
Speaker 3: Was he here tonight?
Speaker 4: Sure he was. He waited for Francesca when she got off.
He's a caner too, Canner. I call him Kaner. The
boys in the Canaan and the air Club this week
they got a penalty if they don't carry a cane.
This week they come from all over with canes grown.
Speaker 3: Then where do I find Bird?
Speaker 4: I don't know. He lives close, That's all I know.
Speaker 3: Thanks Rose, Thanks a lot.
Speaker 6: Wait a minute, she's really dead, damp, strangled, and leave
the girl trying to wipe off the terror I had
spilled on her table, and go home and try to
sleep against the image of a sightless boy sitting.
Speaker 2: In a darkened room, remembering and counting the touch of
the woman, and lay in death on his threshold, and
wait for the morning so you can go back to
headquarters and blot it out in routine and not making it,
not even when the uniformed officer comes up with Burt
Finley's address, Not even Burt Finley who offers to clear
out the kitchen table and make you a cup of
instant coffee. My wife had Nona. I was going to
have a visitor, she'd have left the whole pot of coffee.
It's all right, mister Tinley, I don't want any Maybe
it's a good thing she's not here, though, Why have
a heck of a time explaining to her what I'm
doing with a policeman in our flat? The missus is
very choicy about the friends I keep about out, girls
like Francesca Brown, for instance, Franny a waitress in a
grease pan, a hash slinger. What's the matter he's getting
high and mighty? I passed a few typical remarks, like
past the hash slingers.
Speaker 3: She's dead, murdered dead that way? What do you come
to be for?
Speaker 2: Doesn't it always happen to girls like her? The looks
they give you, the way they bend over the table, close,
the way they walk away from you.
Speaker 3: You ask me, I'll tell you doesn't always happen that
were not the women like Francesca? What makes her so special?
You thought she was? He just told me.
Speaker 2: That doesn't make me want to kill her. That makes
it quite the opposite. That makes you saw Francesca last night,
waited until she got off, you took her home, Burt.
Speaker 3: That's a lie. Who told you a dirty lie like that.
You take her Homebird, You listen to me.
Speaker 2: I'm a good guy, respected my wife, my classmates, class
of thirty six last year. They even made me prexy
of the cana Nailes society. You take Francesca Homebert, I
tried to su or.
Speaker 3: I tried.
Speaker 2: I was showing off to my friend Canaan nailed buddy,
tried to impress him. How I was like that, but
Franny and I didn't make it. He laughed, helped me
into a cab, send me home.
Speaker 3: Helped you. I needed it. I'd had more a than Caine.
Your laughing friend.
Speaker 2: Who is Harry Bruno staying at the Acme hotel. You'll
go ask, You'll tell you how I came right home asking.
Speaker 3: I will for sure.
Speaker 2: Pen knife, Bert, how'd you get it? It's the one
that stabbed Francesca, and you'd think you're crazy. I lost
it this morning. The missus asked me for it, to
open the cannon I looked for.
Speaker 3: I lost it.
Speaker 2: Well, that's the night that Canaan Alas gave me in
gratitude for my term of office. Pixy, I told you,
I'm not sure you're respected. You told me, grab your
cane bird and headquarters. We too respect men with knes. Look,
can you come back, lady, fellow police Stanny Clover.
Speaker 3: Can't come back?
Speaker 2: Come on in in the middle of a shave here, fellow,
go right ahead. Oh it's so important, I think, so
go right ahead, mister Bruno shaved?
Speaker 3: Do I turn your mind? Fell You know? Bert? Friendly?
Speaker 2: Dear kidding Bert, my classmate the university.
Speaker 3: You're a university man, three years of it.
Speaker 2: Broke my shoulder one summer so they wouldn't renew my scholarship.
Speaker 3: Waste the time anyhow? Who needs college? Color wars? You
belong to the cane and Ale, Tom, don't you? Yeah?
I belong. What do you think I'm here for? What
do you think I came all away from Kansas City
for the carrier cane drink ale Huh huh.
Speaker 2: Create shading creek rise, Gonna get me some back in
Kansas City?
Speaker 3: What I didn't say anything. I'm waiting for you a
hold at the second, have this face, perfum? What about Britain?
He said he had you look at a waitress last night?
Speaker 2: Oh, well, acquaint me with the laws in New York City, Fellow,
not looking at waitresses okay, I won't look.
Speaker 3: Hand me to talk.
Speaker 2: I'm part of look a good fun waitress named Francesca.
Francesca brown meat, shake and carry my tray and heat.
She was stabbed last night with this pocket knife? Did
you see her?
Speaker 3: What is Burt going do that for? What about the knife? Berts?
Speaker 2: We gave it to him a couple of days ago
outgoing practice of the class of thirty six. Canaan Ale
stabbed it, He says, he didn't, I believe. Did you
see Francesca after she left work last night?
Speaker 3: Oh?
Speaker 2: Wait, so I didn't say you followed her? Did you
make a date for her and this fella? Oh, I admitted, Fella.
I reached down for her hand, got my fingers with from.
Speaker 3: The chicken noodle soup. She knew. The defense is at Girth.
Speaker 2: Where did you go after you left Finley? Up to Harlem?
You know sidseeing? Yeah, yeah, let's go down the headquarters,
mister Bruno, I want you to meet Somemer. Sure whatever
you say, Fella, hand me my shirt?
Speaker 3: Will you.
Speaker 2: How long we're gonna wait in this office?
Speaker 3: Fella, I tell you you can go. Fellow.
Speaker 2: Look, mister Clover, Harry's got no family here I have
the Missa is going to worry.
Speaker 3: What's with those canes you boys are carrying? What's with them? Danny?
Speaker 2: Explain it to tr tagle mag and I'll be right back. Okay, Danny,
what's with the canes of the cannon?
Speaker 6: Now?
Speaker 7: So Society June.
Speaker 2: Ready for you, Jimmy, you don't have to take my arm.
Speaker 3: Mister program. Listen, Dorothy, you're all right. Nudge here. You
said up.
Speaker 2: Last night when your wife was killed, Jimmy, the man
who did it said to you, she's all yours.
Speaker 3: Blunt, he said, she's all yours, plain boy.
Speaker 2: There are four men in this room besides this Jimmy.
They're each going to say that sentence. I want you
to listen, consider and tell me if you recognize his voice.
Speaker 3: You you say it, She's she's off. She say it's
a yours blind boy. Are you?
Speaker 5: She's all yours, blind boy?
Speaker 2: You, she's all yours, blind boy. You, she's all yours
blind boy.
Speaker 3: Well, Jimmy, the third one, let me hear him again.
Speaker 2: She's all yours blind boy. Again, Jimmy, Well, none of them,
none of these men kill my wife.
Speaker 3: You're positive positive, Keep after it, mister Fuller.
Speaker 2: H you're listening to. Broadway is My Beat, written by
Morton Fine and David Reekin with Larry Thres Detective Danny Klover.
There's a stir on Broadway when summer starts coming in.
The visitors arrive and Broadway is festooned with latest styles
from Peoria, the bumper crop of girlies from Iowa, the
kid who got tossed off the box cart Scranton, and
hitchhike the rest of the way. This is the time,
this is the promise, this is the dream, and it's
precisely the instant when the citizens of Broadway put in
for their vacation to Scranton, Peoria and Iowa, and it
takes the bus tickets and the two whole weeks holiday
to find out. You rode to an empty corner of
a far away world.
Speaker 3: With me. It was still routine murderers never says no.
The girl had been.
Speaker 2: Knife and throw them back at her husband and find
out why and who and what circumstances conspire to.
Speaker 3: Wonder that my job, and.
Speaker 2: At police headquarters at Knight's the man his name was
Sergeant Gino to Attaglia. Many people bought him a friendly type.
Speaker 3: What do you think of me, Danny, what's the matter?
Speaker 6: You know?
Speaker 5: Go ahead, Danny, let me have it both barrows. I
stand arms and kim bow and wait for it between.
Speaker 3: The eyes, Danny. What happened? What brings this on this morning?
Speaker 5: Danny? On my way to work, I stopped into Zimmerman's
de Baker, as is my wont to purchase my daily
Zimmermon bums. And mister Zimmerman walked over and said stop
pinching to Zimmermon bums, and proceeded to tell me what
he shought. Then he heaved the Zimmermon bumb at me.
That's why my uniforms cost it all over.
Speaker 3: I'm not a bad.
Speaker 2: Chat, am I not?
Speaker 3: Then?
Speaker 2: Geno, you're kind, trustworthy, loyal, obedient.
Speaker 3: Would you give me a note to zimmerment to that affect? Danny.
Soon after we attended the business, it happened.
Speaker 5: Her business is bad, Danny. There's not much to hand,
only the fact that the members five hundred strong of
the can and Ale Club are raising hob among the
populace with their antics with canaan Ale such goings on.
Speaker 3: That's Sliver speaking.
Speaker 7: Get your hat, Danny.
Speaker 3: What's the problem.
Speaker 2: Mugamn that waitress and Harpers Gal Rose Keeler, what happened
to her?
Speaker 7: Beaten knife? Emergency hospital? Danny squad Guys downstairs, m.
Speaker 2: H m.
Speaker 4: Rose, Rose, Oh, I didn't ask nobody to get up
in your row.
Speaker 3: I talked to you before, Rose, Danny Clober. Remember I'm
a good.
Speaker 4: Patient and ask for nobody when I don't need him.
I don't need you. I need you A person nite
pleasure for you.
Speaker 3: He want us to find the man who hurts you,
don't you row?
Speaker 4: I don't want to talk about it.
Speaker 2: I know how you feel, but you've got to try.
You've got to help us.
Speaker 3: You don't have to get up, I.
Speaker 4: Know, I don't. I watch your face. I want to
see how a man looks, and he gets a good
look at what another man did to me? See see
he had a knife? Wasn't his fingernails? You finished looking at.
Speaker 3: You finished who?
Speaker 4: So you can compare?
Speaker 3: Note who was? He can't help him?
Speaker 4: But in the dark alley I heard it came tapping,
and a voice asked a question and whispered for an answer.
I tried to scream the funny note scream came out.
Speaker 3: What were you doing there?
Speaker 4: The short cut on the way to work. I don't
ever hardly take it except I'm late.
Speaker 3: You live near Harper's Girl, Yeah, maybe too near? Why
do you say that?
Speaker 4: Guys find out I live near what I will be home?
Too cheap for camps here like who? Bert Francisca came
to word Keenan Naylor's. They all been asking.
Speaker 3: Bert suggested, do you think it was Findley?
Speaker 4: I don't think, mister, Was it Finley? I don't know.
Speaker 6: I just hurt.
Speaker 4: Ring the night was a mister, Now I need somebody.
Speaker 2: A few moments a door opened noiselessly. The sister, in
a white nun's habit, leaned over the girl in the band,
put her hand against the girl's part. Then the sister
turned to me and smiled thinkly. She told me Rose
was sleeping.
Speaker 3: That was good.
Speaker 2: I left, and another scrap of information. Bert Finley had
also made a play for Rose Keeler. Bert Finley, ex
prexy of the canaan Ale Boys, was quite a boy
going out of the home of the ex prexy and
ask him what else he was?
Speaker 3: The door was.
Speaker 2: Open, Oh, I thought it was my husband.
Speaker 3: I'm from the police.
Speaker 4: Bert hasn't been up to any mischief, has he?
Speaker 3: America inn. What is it you wish? Where's your husband?
Speaker 4: But he'll be home soon. He'll be home at twelve.
Speaker 3: It's just about half past that now.
Speaker 4: Oh, it certainly is not. Bert is always home by midnight.
Speaker 3: Always not tonight. Missus Finley, where is it?
Speaker 4: Well, he's former prexy.
Speaker 2: You know of the Cane and Ale club.
Speaker 8: They're in town, thirty three lunches.
Speaker 3: Why is the home? I said, twelve o'clock.
Speaker 4: Nobody gets into mischief if they're in bed at midnight.
Speaker 3: It's important that we find your husband. Missus Finling. Do
you have any idea where he might be?
Speaker 5: I know exactly where he is. What do you think
of that?
Speaker 3: I think that's very nice.
Speaker 4: You think I have a gat about for a husband?
Speaker 3: University?
Speaker 6: You know last year's president of his society.
Speaker 3: It was the boys. Now is that right?
Speaker 6: Missus Finley had a banquet his life, so one of
the class of thirty six.
Speaker 3: Where's the banquet?
Speaker 6: Well?
Speaker 5: I I don't.
Speaker 4: Know, no work never tond.
Speaker 7: Quick, Danny.
Speaker 3: Get him. What's the trouble?
Speaker 2: Burt Finley's staff all he back of Harper's grill.
Speaker 3: Let's go Mackavan.
Speaker 2: Get out of here yet, me get out there he is, mister,
the same place he was at when I found him.
Speaker 3: He did. Don't get around. How come you're found of
mister Harper.
Speaker 2: I'll tell you about that. I was closing up the grill.
I understand lots of things to do. When you close up.
You got to check the shortages on your waitresses. You
you'd be surprised how they try to cut you sometime.
Speaker 3: I understand.
Speaker 2: All the turner wants to know is how come you
found him? I was coming to that, mister. You want
to force me closing the grill tonight? Was someone that
chore them? Keenan Alias had a banquet, good old boys
arranged my favorite customer, and the cat and Alis kept
walking in and out through the kitchen into the alley.
I don't serve lick, I understand, then back through again.
Messed up the third friendly One of those who came
through must.
Speaker 3: Have because how come he bleeding here all over my alley?
Speaker 2: He didn't come back, so you weren't looking for him?
You the type that keeps pressing, aren't your self? No,
I didn't go looking for the boyd. I happened to
notice him here while I was empty in the Dean's God.
First time I thought it was one of my alley clients,
all in a sleep waiting for a charity. Then I
saw it was It was good old boy, didn't a
do it? Take care of it, Michael. When I'm going
back into the girl, you'll come to Harber and I
understand you. You want me along while you go clue hunting.
Ain't no time a man's loos. And then when he's
out hunting, the lord come.
Speaker 3: On and he said, I'll be your friend. This is
m kitchen.
Speaker 2: I want to nose around it a while, make your
hot sandwich if you want meantime banquet table?
Speaker 3: Which one was it that'd be out in the mess?
Hall red all it says, never mind, I'll fool you.
He ain't had a good.
Speaker 2: Chance to clean it all off yet I do that myself.
I don't like overtime on my hands. If I can
help you understand, you got your lose in the wing. Boy,
what you smid?
Speaker 3: I came leaning against the wall the table near the door.
Speaker 2: Don't survise me now, one of them kinan Alis forgot
his king.
Speaker 3: They forgot that man as they forget he.
Speaker 2: That king is why that's a blind man's king who
don't knit back home had when.
Speaker 3: Judge Lack, you remember a blind man in your.
Speaker 2: Girl son, I was back in the kitchen going crazy.
I didn't look for no blind.
Speaker 3: I'll come. A blind man forgets his king.
Speaker 2: That's like your respects, Happer. But take an old berth away.
Speaker 1: Cring it up. I kill it, God, kill it.
Speaker 3: On your feet, Jimmy, now stay there, get him out
of here. He's crazy. He's not only blind. If it's
gone to his head. He killed my wife. Kill I know,
I know. Take it easy, Jimmy. I don't care about
the many killing the alley, but he kill franchise.
Speaker 2: See what did I tell you?
Speaker 3: Crazy? To me, Jimmy, your wife is dead. I'm sorry
for that.
Speaker 2: You're blind, I'm sorry for that too, But you cost
a man his life. That man finally, what said to
me said take it easy, Jimmy, that's better.
Speaker 3: God killer Bruno.
Speaker 2: Huh, you've gone crazy too. I'm going to get out
of here.
Speaker 3: Yeah, do that. I want you to try. Go ahead, try.
You won't let me kill him? You kill him, shoot him,
kill him.
Speaker 2: We had Bruno headquarters earlier. We gave him to you,
but you wouldn't identify.
Speaker 3: His voice why. I wanted him for myself, So you
let him go and he kills again.
Speaker 2: What you got on me the word of a blind
that's right, the word of a beaten girl, A girl
who heard a cane tapping before she was mugged.
Speaker 3: I got five hundred buddies with cane. Nobody like Burt Finley,
a man who knew you stole his knife final he
was drunk while you put him in a cab. I
stood out in the alley and listened to him. Killed
Bert Finley. Bert screamed, Francesca didn't.
Speaker 2: Bert showed your franchise, so you followed her home. Brun
tried to talk nice to her, then strangled her knifeter
Bert showed your rose.
Speaker 3: You did the same thing. Listen to me, I did it.
I heard his voice again at the police headquarters.
Speaker 2: Found out about the banquet at Harper's, and I went there.
Speaker 3: Spitted his voice again. I followed his voice, followed him
out in the alley when he finished with Finley, I
followed him here. Nobody followed me.
Speaker 2: You're blind that I heard your cane. They didn't have
a cane. I left it at Harper's. You did, You're
a kane and Naylor.
Speaker 3: You had a cane. Jimmy followed your cane smart blind
bush smut set.
Speaker 2: What made you bleak with your wife? Blind boy face?
That fella, she felt sorry for you. She thinks she
could love a guy like you without eyes listen to him.
Speaker 3: How long was it since you got a good look
at your wife? Saw what she was? What she could
lead to a man? What was she a you?
Speaker 2: Somebody that'll lead you around so you wouldn't be hit
by a cab. I'm the kind of a guy who
could have let her. You can't see, fella, You can't
see like us. They allow witnesses, mister Klover. I want
to be there when he dies. The people race against
the nighttime on wrong way, each in his own way.
Make time stands still. That's the trick, But dawn comes.
Mcgutter's a choked of wasted minutes, the infinite man hours,
of loneliness, and the tears.
Speaker 3: It's Broadway Recaudiist, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in
the world.
Speaker 2: Broadway, My Beat, Broadways My Beat stars Larry Thor as
Detective Danny Clover, with Charles Calibert as Tartaglia and Jack
Krushian as Muggavan. The program was produced and directed by
Elliott Lewis, with musical score composed and conducted by Alexander Courage.
In Tonight's story, Lamont Johnston was heard as Jimmy Brown.
Speaker 3: Blue Merrill as Harry Bruno.
Speaker 2: Kathy Lewis as Rose Killer, Herb Butterfield as Burt Finley,
and b Benaderret as Missus Finley.
Speaker 9: Broadway is My Beat has come to you through the
worldwide facilities of the United States Armedforces Radio and Television Service.
Tonight on FPN presents You've been listening to some of
the best in radio drama with Bibber McGhee and Molly
and Broadway as My Beats. Join us again Monday.
Speaker 2: Evening at the same time, nine Old Fox, when FPN
presents Dragnets and Escape.
Speaker 1: Welcome Back. A very intense conclusion and one of the
worst killers we've heard on this show. What the episode
makes clear is that he killed because he felt entitled
to her and she refused to go along, and that
refusal was made worse to him by the fact that
she had a blind husband who she was loyal to.
Since her husband couldn't see her, he couldn't appreciate her
because in the killer's mind, she was just a thing
to be possessed and enjoyed for her beauty, and Jimmy
unable to do that, wasn't fit and was lesser than him.
It is so ugly, but also sadly quite real. On
a much lighter note, I hope Gino is able to
get things squared with mister Zimmerman, because it would be
a shame if he can't enjoy his Zimmerman buns. The
one real curious thing that I realized about the series
when I was listening to this episode is that there
there is continuity in broadways my beat. However, all of
it comes through Sergeant Tartaglia and is totally irrelevant to
whatever happens at the story. Listener comments and feedback, and
we have a comment on Facebook regarding the Harry Foster
murder case. Elizabeth writes, aside from the great stories, I
love the unique Keatons in the dialogue. I appreciate that
as well. And then we have a couple of comments
from Spotify on the Charlie Crandall murder Mechanic sixty six
rights good one, great cast. Yeah, if you get Peggy
Weber and Jeanette Nolan on the theme product. That's a
really strong cast, particularly taken with our regulars. Matt writs,
poor Taglia just wanted Danny to spend time with him. Well,
I think that Tartaglia is reaching out to Nanny a
similar way to the way that Friday's partners try to
reach out to him and get him socially involved and
connected with them. Had as much to do with a
desire to take care of and to make sure that
he's doing all right. It really is a parent that
Danny feels the full weight of every case that he's
on and is often quite emotionally affected as he is
working on the case. And I think Tartaglia has this
sense that Danny needs moments of lightness. He needs to
get away from the office, he needs to do things
that are enjoyable, he needs to sit down and have
good food, and he wants to take care of Danny
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Speaker 3: The buddies just as you found it? Missus Wilford. You
didn't disturb anything.
Speaker 8: No, I just came back from my friends and looked
and I saw him and he was dead. Somebody cute
jose it.
Speaker 4: And you're pretty sure that your husband wasn't having any
trouble with anybody knowing them.
Speaker 8: No, he didn't have any and amised not to do this.
Speaker 3: Yes, ma'amma, you lived upstairs in the back of the
store with mister Wilfrid. Is that right now?
Speaker 4: For a long time.
Speaker 8: Yes, we lived upstairs in the rooms. It was nice
save money for rent.
Speaker 2: Or do you have any idea at all while your
husband's dead why somebody would want to kill them?
Speaker 8: There was money in the store they'd kill for that.
Your policemen people kill for money, You know that.
Speaker 3: But do you know where mister Wilfrid kept his money?
Speaker 8: Now, there was a wooden drawer on the table in
the back ROOMY would keep the money there. But I
looked when I came in first, it was empty.
Speaker 3: Was there any money in that drawer tonight?
Speaker 6: You know that?
Speaker 3: Oh?
Speaker 8: Yes, three four hundred dollars. Anyway, Joseph always kept it
in there, terrible place, up above the music.
Speaker 3: All the time, the noise.
Speaker 8: You should make them be quiet. The dance also have
been up there for a year tonight, anyway, it should
be quiet.
Speaker 1: I hope you'll be with us then in the meantime.
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