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here is the Paul Clark murder case.
Speaker 2: Broadways Mybeats from Times Square to Columbus Circles, the gaudiest,
the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Speaker 3: Broadways My Beats with Larry thor As detectives Danny Clover.
Speaker 2: When night comes to Broadway, it drains through Neon before
it scatters the street, and everywhere shadows are tinged with
scarlet and the crowd gathers, the tribe of twilight till dawn,
the roar that coils upon itself before it floods, the darkness,
Lean against it, walk it. The whirlpool of mob the
puffs of music from winking doorways, the swirl of women's
laughter that passes your lips. Let it touch you, then
look backward and see it all change into night wind
and drift away and uptown north on Broadway and East
one hundred and tenth Street in Central Park, in the
part of the night that hung over a lake where
I was standing in the floodlights and the rowboat and
Detective Muggument in the huddled shape.
Speaker 4: Right, better, give me a hand with him?
Speaker 5: Got him?
Speaker 2: Yeah, he's it okay?
Speaker 6: Well, for once a citizen was right, Danny Man drowned
in Central Park Lake.
Speaker 2: Citizens said, so, flows boy wasn't drowned.
Speaker 5: Look, look.
Speaker 2: H in the back a small caliber gun. Hasn't been
dead too long? About nineteen good looking boy?
Speaker 5: Nothing?
Speaker 7: Uhh?
Speaker 2: No wallet, pocket's empty, no identification. And once he got
in his hand, like in his hand, his fist, he
could be holding it, Yeah he was. Look, let me
have it. Strange looking ring, isn't it? Antique? No initials inside.
I'll get him downtown looking them, get.
Speaker 8: Some princes, Danny.
Speaker 5: But you were right, he was a good looking boy.
Speaker 2: Then the pattern known too long, repeated too many times,
the checking, the waiting. In three days, no reaction to
the distribution of the boy's prints. In three days, many
viewers of the dead, of many comments, compassionate and otherwise,
but no tear of recognition to fall on the murdered
boy's face. And finally something, the ring the boy had
held so tight in his dead hand, the antique ring,
the strange ring. There was a man who could tell
me about it, the man name of mister Husted of
Hasted Jewelry Limited on Lower Madisone go there, wait for
mister Husted to wipe the mist off his roomless eyeglasses,
replace them in their allotted furrow. The better to see
you with.
Speaker 9: You were foggy, out of focus. Now you're quite clear.
To find a prison shat.
Speaker 2: Thank you, mister Hustin. I was told back at headquarters
you knew something about the ring. We found them, we
could avoid.
Speaker 9: A mention of the dead.
Speaker 10: It would please me, mister Global.
Speaker 9: You see, I'm quite old by now, and such things you.
Speaker 2: Understand, of course, yes, the ring you have it with you? Yes,
I see it.
Speaker 9: Please they think you place it on the scarf of velvet.
Speaker 11: Please, thank you.
Speaker 2: Yes, yes, yes, you recognize it. It is a ring,
exactly the same ring, mister.
Speaker 9: Of course.
Speaker 10: It is the memories, this little circle goals gone last days,
the days of twilight and waltz.
Speaker 2: No time, let's just tell me what there is about
this ring, mister.
Speaker 9: I was third clerk, then learning the business.
Speaker 10: My father let me wait on her. A shining girl.
I remember she breathed to a fiancy. She breathed, I
like this one. I like this one for my wedding ring.
Her voice was the girl who are day after became
missus Renee Garland, a girl who is dead now. I
attended her funeral.
Speaker 2: She was How long ago did she die?
Speaker 9: Twelve fifteen years. I have it in an album.
Speaker 2: See thank you, mister Hustin.
Speaker 9: She had a son, left him everything. Earl Garland. He
comes here off ask for me.
Speaker 5: You have his address on Fifth Avenue.
Speaker 10: Gave a classic mansion stained marble here and there. You
really must go, must go.
Speaker 2: And leave him with the mist again on his eyeglasses,
the better to see the twilight days, and in a
fifth avenue mansion be told to wait for Earl Garland.
Wait in a great hall bare, almost empty, its aged
walls veined with the delicate arteries of cracked plaster. It's
only warmth ashes of candle flame spattering against the darkness
from candle, a bragh hanging loose, and from somewhere inside
the place, a throbbing of lost music, wandering, Then a
man in a far doorway, pausing an instant, then walking
towards you, then offering a gloved hand.
Speaker 8: I'm Mariel Garland. The servants said it was about a ring.
You're wondering about my glass.
Speaker 2: A little unusual, isn't it, Mister Garland. Don't seem to
be going anywhere.
Speaker 11: It's only that it's.
Speaker 8: Cold in here, cold house. It's not that I'm named
or any like that. You see two hands complete. Yeah,
it is about a ring, isn't it?
Speaker 5: Not?
Speaker 8: About my personal affectations?
Speaker 2: About a ring?
Speaker 8: This one? You must have known it was once my mother's,
or you wouldn't have come to my cold house.
Speaker 2: Boy was holding on to it. A murdered boy we
found in Central Park. How does it happen? He had
your mother's wedding ring, mister Garland.
Speaker 8: Now that you speak of it, he could have found,
had stolen it, had it given to him by some
progeny of my mother's servant.
Speaker 2: You will explain it to me.
Speaker 8: It's not that unusual. When mother died, she left a
poignant note parceling out her trinkets.
Speaker 2: Her bubbles, some jewels of value to.
Speaker 8: Her faithful attendance. Our lawyers didn't quarrel with it.
Speaker 2: He had and you never saw the ring after that.
Speaker 8: No, mother had left me less tangible things to remember
me by. May I have it?
Speaker 2: We'd like to keep it for a while, mister Garland, I'll.
Speaker 8: Tell you identify the boy actually keep it. You would,
of course have a picture with you of a dead boy,
so I.
Speaker 2: May look at it. Sure you know.
Speaker 8: Poor anguish child, just if you'll know it, mister Garland. No, No,
I've never sworn you will pardon me it Well, Doctor,
I have said it to you before. There's very little
more that I can ans. Since I have faith in you,
you will help her her places Claire Serene Lisa, Lisa
wants to be with me what my wife wants to
take the music away from her? Only sinks her deeper
into whatever she's looking for.
Speaker 12: Once there, you will never get her back. You'll never please.
My wife is quite held, mister Clober. I want to
go to I was just leaving. Good night, mister Carr.
Speaker 2: Dannie.
Speaker 10: Yeah.
Speaker 2: What is the sergeant one of the.
Speaker 4: People from the outside to see you, fell who says
he brings news from Central Clark This way to see
Nanny clover.
Speaker 2: All, Geo, we'll sit down, please, thank you.
Speaker 5: I'm Nagel. Oh, yes, and what did you want to
see me about? You know which Nagel I am?
Speaker 13: No?
Speaker 2: I don't I see which Nagel.
Speaker 13: Are you the one who hangs around Central Park? I've
been in jail for doing it. That's why I thought
you might know I was the Nagel.
Speaker 2: No, why did they put you in jail.
Speaker 13: Hanging around now? Your authorities are convinced I'm harmless. I
just like to sit in the park. That's all all night.
Every so often I choose a place in the park
I might like and sit there a few nights.
Speaker 11: And enjoy it.
Speaker 2: Several days ago, a boy was shot at the lake
near one hundred and tenth Straight. I know, did you
see it happen?
Speaker 11: No?
Speaker 13: Then what I That night I was sitting on the mall.
Night before last, I took to sitting around the lake.
Perhaps the fact that a murderer had been committed there
prompted me to do so.
Speaker 5: I don't know.
Speaker 11: I never questioned myself.
Speaker 5: That's one of the reasons I can sit around and
be happy. Don't smile. I'll bet that's more than you
can do.
Speaker 2: Please go on.
Speaker 5: The night before last I was sitting there, but one
o'clock a girl walked up to the edge of the lake.
She stood there for a while and threw a flower
into the water and walked away.
Speaker 2: Why didn't you report this before?
Speaker 5: It was such a charming thing.
Speaker 13: I had to wait until last night to convince myself
it wasn't one of my nicer imaginings. I think things
like that sometimes, and.
Speaker 5: I thought maybe this.
Speaker 2: The girl came last night too, he did the same thing.
Speaker 13: I never did get to see your face. She was
too far away, but I imagine she was very lovely.
Speaker 2: Then you wouldn't recognize her again, No.
Speaker 13: You might as well know it. The only reason I'm
telling you about it now is I decided to move
from the lake and night I'm going to sit around
the museum.
Speaker 2: Then the man got up, walked over to the door
and turned toward me, smiled. Then he did a peculiar thing.
He opened the door and closed it behind him instead
of dissolving in a puff of smoke. And wait then
dusk and dinner, nighttime, the cigarettes and midnight and a
little after that, ride up to Central Park. Leave the
car and walk, walk to the lake, find a hummock
of ground and stand there. Button the colt up high. Wait,
watch until it's one o'clock. It's after that, and time
moves nothing else. Wait, time, wait, and the figure that
moves there where the trees are more black than the
night is the figure of a girl moving toward the
lake and stopping. Her face not to be seen through
the branch shadow walk toward her quietly. Finally, for a reason,
the ground spins up at you, hit you, then nothing
at all.
Speaker 3: You are listening to Broadways My Beat, written by Morton
Fine and David Friedkin and starring Larry Thor as Detective
Danny Clover. Your nineteen fifty one Christmas Seals are on
their way. You'll be getting them in the mail. Send
your contribution as your personal blow against TB. Remember your
annual check to The National Tuberculosis Association says that you
want to speed the day when TB will no longer
menace mankind.
Speaker 11: By Christmas seals.
Speaker 2: The light of the November morning touches Broadway shoulders softly,
now breaks the clinch that held it together in the night,
and it becomes the time of the dazed wandering, the
search for a place to sit down. Hold your head
in your hands. Let the morning mists wash away, slowly
dissolve the stains of nighttime. Then the congealing in the shock.
Somewhere was it from across the river, the clawing shriek
of a whistle, the insistent percussion of a bell, steel
hammer electrically tripped. Gather up the pain, kid, bring it
with you. A new day is dawning. But where you
are it's luckier. A hand touches the wound, gentle, knowing,
pro fashion, and it's what wakes you, the pain being
carried away in the hands of doctor Sisko. Good, real
good rest.
Speaker 4: It's just like the good. Doctor Sinsky says, Danny, you
slept real good.
Speaker 2: How do you know, gin know well?
Speaker 4: How does one come to know these things? Danny?
Speaker 5: One well What our sergeant.
Speaker 8: Is trying to say, Danny, is that he.
Speaker 5: Stayed up all night with you here in the infirm
hear it your.
Speaker 4: Bedside, Doctor Sinski, you have betrayed a confidence from this moment.
Henceforth I no longer feel impelled to entrust you with
a Dartaglia secret.
Speaker 2: You could have gone home. G know you you didn't
have to do that. How does it feel any hurts
should feel walking by yourself by a lake in the
middle of the night. What do you expect?
Speaker 5: What do you think?
Speaker 14: To Sinski?
Speaker 8: You mind?
Speaker 5: That's all I had to say to you, Danny.
Speaker 4: You feel like talking shop? Otherwise you could wait until
the next treatment. Our boys staked out the lake after
you or mayhem o lonely girl was found walking alone.
The other thing is what the man in your office
whilst you were in disposed He identified the murdered boy
found in the lake of her same location.
Speaker 2: Oh just look where you are? Your name, please Clark?
Speaker 14: How that boy downstairs? That boy downstairs? You want to
know who he is? Well, his name is Paul. His
mother gave him that name. It was one of the
last things she ever did. Paul was born December ninth,
nineteen thirty two. His mother died December twelfth. His mother's
name was Helen. When he was born, Paul, mister Clark.
Paul had blonde here, either Helen or I liked blonde
here because she was brunette, and I I am too.
Paul's here turned you're his father, and as he grew
up here became identity, the color of mind. He went
to grade school, high school, not college. Understand his high
school his friends were boys and girls who came out
of the house once.
Speaker 11: They never came on again.
Speaker 2: Could you tell me why that was?
Speaker 14: Exactly for the same reason Paul and I were embarrassed
in front of it. There was no language between us
after the helloes and how did the day go?
Speaker 11: And just nothing to say.
Speaker 14: I see, I knew Paul only in that I could
recognize his face. And the boy lying there on that
slab downstairs. He's a stranger, like he always He is
Paul Clark because of the face. He's my son because
his mother bore him.
Speaker 2: Can you tell me anything that well, anything about his activities,
his recent comings and goings. He came, he went, Please,
mister Clark, try to think of anything that might be.
Speaker 14: Well let's see. Once I asked him what he did
that day and he told me. He said he went
into the park and he listened to music. I said,
how did you have a radio? He said no, I
never asked.
Speaker 2: And no friends.
Speaker 14: Well, a person called it from time to time, person
of the kind of strange name Churek. I think it was,
but he hasn't called quite a Churek. Who's Ben Curek?
Speaker 9: Now?
Speaker 14: Will you, assistant, mister c show me the forms that
I must fill in to get my son's body.
Speaker 2: Then search the city's directory for the name Ben Turek,
and beside it an address West twelfth and an occupation
artist go to Ben Turek to a studio where the
November lights still her through a curtained skylight, where the
November light caresses a girl's face painted on canvas.
Speaker 15: You walk in here, open your mouth to speak to me,
and nothing comes out. My painting freezes you where you stand.
Speaker 2: I'm that good.
Speaker 15: Huh?
Speaker 2: Where is she? Mister Truk?
Speaker 15: Me woulout call her when I hang her on exhibition,
But I call her now and they heretofore, privacy of
my soul?
Speaker 2: What you call her now?
Speaker 15: Girl of the miss Child of the Lake, Midwinter's Night Dream,
Beauty and the pain.
Speaker 2: Take your picked you know her?
Speaker 15: Who doesn't know her? Haven't you cried in the night
because that girl, the girl in the painting there, wouldn't
come closer, wouldn't lean down.
Speaker 2: You know her?
Speaker 15: We met her once walking through the park and never
got her name, never saw her again. That masterpiece you
admires from memory, it's for sale, kid, but at a
very high cost.
Speaker 2: You and who else met her?
Speaker 15: The boy I know you? Came to talk to me
about the boy Paul Clark.
Speaker 2: He was murdered. He lay in the morgue three days more,
and no one came to identify him. Why didn't you?
I know the boys he lived, No, he's dead.
Speaker 15: Don't paint still like That's why I didn't come to introduce.
Speaker 2: The death boy to What you can tell me about him?
Speaker 15: That I can? Paul, he never been to an art museum,
looked at the statue of youth, Looked at the statue
of youth, chiseled out of tragedy and warm marble.
Speaker 9: That was Paul.
Speaker 15: So I'm walking in the park one night, I asked
what I've painted. We got to know each other and
another night we saw this girl. Paul saw her too.
He went to her, she went to him.
Speaker 2: I never saw Paul again. That's life, and you wouldn't drin.
That's life too, mat If I answer it, go ahead?
Speaker 15: Are talking?
Speaker 8: Yeah?
Speaker 2: Yeah? Sure?
Speaker 11: Is here for you?
Speaker 2: Thanks? Yes, Danny.
Speaker 4: A girl's just been brought in. A girl tried to
drown herself in that Central Park wake, I thought, mate
with doctor Sinski emergeny, I'll be right.
Speaker 15: Do you admire my paying you probe what I laughingly
call my soul? And you get your messages here? Anything
else I can do for you?
Speaker 2: Just don't go away, mister Chuck, you're a very interesting man. Okay,
how is she do?
Speaker 11: Ya, Siski?
Speaker 5: She's a picture of a healthy young woman who's been
dragged out.
Speaker 11: Of a lake.
Speaker 2: Can I talk to her.
Speaker 5: Before you do?
Speaker 6: Physically this girl is all right, but mentally well, there
are headings with subheadings and psychology books. White people try
to drownd themselves.
Speaker 2: Thanks, now, can I talk to her?
Speaker 5: Of course?
Speaker 6: Come on, This is Lieutenant Clover, miss a policeman man.
He wants to talk to you.
Speaker 11: You see that she just stays.
Speaker 2: Ahead almost you wanted to join Paul. Didn't you, miss
I think I know what's troubling this girl. Doctor let
me Hannah, Miss you love, that's why you're trying to
do what you did.
Speaker 11: You loved him.
Speaker 7: I never said so. I never told him I did.
Speaker 6: Yes, we want to help you, miss who As.
Speaker 7: I never told him that either, But I think he knew.
Don't you think he knew?
Speaker 2: I'm sure he did. Yeah, you used to meet Paul
at the lake. Didn't you talk?
Speaker 7: You can laugh and touch you?
Speaker 11: Ask who she is?
Speaker 5: I heard you.
Speaker 7: I told you.
Speaker 2: I want to give you something. Miss here this spring
take it. That's sorry, but put it on.
Speaker 7: But it's right.
Speaker 2: The call should have to wear it again. It's yours,
isn't it. Yes, Daniel, don't worry about it.
Speaker 11: I know who she is.
Speaker 2: I'll take her home.
Speaker 8: Good evenings, Lisa, Lisa, we'd better go inside, mister Garland.
Speaker 7: I am. I want to go to my.
Speaker 2: Room, of course, yet what my wife wants to go
to her room in a little while, maybe go in here.
I want to talk to both of you, so all right.
Speaker 7: If you say so, mister Clover, you sit here, mister
Clover and earl over there and I'll sit right here.
Speaker 8: Say you're ill, and let me.
Speaker 11: Take you to your room.
Speaker 7: Mister Clover wants to talk to us. Aren't you going
to sit down, mister Clover, aren't you weld? I don't care.
Speaker 2: I am.
Speaker 8: I thank you mister Clover for bringing my wife back
to me. But how does it happen? She's with him?
Speaker 2: A man. I've been watching the lake in Central Park,
mister Garland. I found your wife there.
Speaker 8: I see. The last time you were here, you heard
the doctor say how ill she was.
Speaker 2: She went looking for Paul. Oh, Paul, the boy who
was shot and thrown into the lake.
Speaker 8: You say Lisa was looking for him.
Speaker 7: I didn't find him. He's gone. M hm, those men
stop me. I could have found him, Lisa.
Speaker 8: I don't understand.
Speaker 11: I don't understand any Tell.
Speaker 2: Your husband about Paul, Lisa. He knows, no, I don't think,
so you'd better.
Speaker 7: Tell her he's seen Paul.
Speaker 2: Oh, yes, I know that. But what I want you
to tell your husband is what you told me about
how you belonged to Paul.
Speaker 8: Tell him about that, mister Clover. You know it as
well as I do, Lisa is don't make me say
it about my own life.
Speaker 2: Tell him Lisa.
Speaker 7: Once I saw Paul. Then after that we'd be very
late in that place by the lake, in other places
far away. Every place was far away, and sometimes there'd
be other people where they know all about these places too.
We'd never talked with each other. We just passing wave
and then the wind would always scatter as Paul and
I would always be alone.
Speaker 6: Paul.
Speaker 8: Paul's not out there.
Speaker 7: No, Paul's not up there. He's not up here.
Speaker 2: Mister Clover, you see how it was, mister Garland. I thought,
I thought's all there was your wife, that boy they
meet the walk. I see another thing, mister Goland. Your
wife is wearing her wedding ring again.
Speaker 8: Lisa, I want you to know I'm tired.
Speaker 7: May I go to my room now? Please?
Speaker 11: Yes, go ahead, Thank you, mister Clover.
Speaker 8: That was kind of you. I didn't want her to
hear you know why Paul hadn't. I suppose it was
just a child's gift.
Speaker 2: That tried to another childhood.
Speaker 11: You didn't have to kill.
Speaker 2: When you followed the Maves doct domination. Should have known
that Paul was as lost.
Speaker 8: As your wife should have known. I thought it was
something else. I I thought it was a boy who
picked up my sick wife in the park and was
acting a park boy.
Speaker 2: Just slug me because if I learned the girl who
came to Blake was your Wifi'd know who killed Paul.
Speaker 8: And now you know, may I say goodbye to my wife?
Speaker 2: I'd better go with you.
Speaker 8: All right? No, No, I'd better not. If I went
into that room now while she's playing that music, she
wouldn't even know who I was. Take me away, mister Glover.
Speaker 2: In the dregs of night time, the slabs of Broadway
lean against the darkness in crazy tilted angles. The balance
is delicate, precise, so the walk must be careful, but
talk furtive. It's the never never time that ebbs toward
the ends of the world. It's the time regret. It's Broadway,
the gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Speaker 3: Broadway, My Beat, Broadways, My Beat stars Larry Thor as
Detective Danny Clover, with Charles Calvert as Tartaglia and Jack
Krushian as Mugavin. The program was produced and directed by
Elliot Lewis, with musical score composed and conducted by Alexander
Courage and Tonight's story. Whitfield Connor was heard as Earl
Garland and Sammy Hill as Lisa Garland. Featured in the
cast were Ted Osborne, Junius Matthews, Howard mcneer, and Lou Merrill.
Maybe your dad.
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Speaker 1: Welcome Back Well a somewhat noteworthy conclusion given the fact
that usually.
Speaker 9: The murderers really put on.
Speaker 1: Some historyonics, but that's not the case in this episode
at all, as we get one of the more sympathetic
characters laced in terms of motivation and demeanor, and Danny
is a lot gentler and kinder than usual, which reflects
a different attitude towards this particular killer. Now, I will
admit that the solution just based on his temperament is
kind of a stretch, and it's a strained flave that
a dedicated spouse for a troubled wife is going to
read this as an affair and if he does take
that sort of action, but your knowledge may vary. And
on another note, we just keep getting more reasons to
like Tartaglia of unique relationship between him and Danny, and
it is very different from nearly every detective we have,
and I can't think of another example in the Great
Detectives where the detective has someone in their life who,
aside from any other work obligation or any selfish motives,
is just there looking out for them as a person.
And as dour as Daddy's outlook can get, he needs that.
So that continues just to be an incredibly wholesome part
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Speaker 16: Just one thing I want to ask you about.
Speaker 2: It's over here by the window.
Speaker 16: Yes, this wire here apparently an aerial connection for a
television set looks like.
Speaker 17: Yes, mister Taber does have a television Why.
Speaker 16: Well, I don't notice a set anywhere in the apartment.
Would you have to recall if he set it out
for repairs anything like that?
Speaker 17: No, not that I know of. Besides, this doesn't seem
like mis to table at all.
Speaker 2: What do you mean, miss Higby?
Speaker 17: He's always so neat, fastidiously And that wire there looks
like it was torn off the connection, doesn't it along
the window sill too? Is not terrible fast news for
the wire right out of the woodwork. That certainly doesn't
seem like mister Tabor.
Speaker 16: Anyone else besides him have access to this.
Speaker 17: Apartment man, No one that I know of, No one
besides myself. I mean, I have duplicate keys to all
the apartments. Oh, I just happened to think, ma'am, if
a repair man did move to set out, it's possible
my hospital I might know about it. Sam, that's my
house boy.
Speaker 2: How would he know about it? Well, it's the rule
of the house.
Speaker 17: All furniture heavy things like that, they have to be
taken down in the freight elevator. Dope's right onto the
alley in the back of the building. It's very handy.
Speaker 8: Yes, Sam's the.
Speaker 17: Only one who operates that elevator. That's why I say
it's possible he might know about it. Would you like
to have me ask him?
Speaker 16: I wonder if you would please, surely it.
Speaker 17: Won't take a bit a minute and I'll be right back,
Thank you.
Speaker 2: Joe. You want to have a look over here?
Speaker 11: Yeah, what do you got?
Speaker 2: It's w ald bed here. I tried to pull it
down and stuck stand right here over here. See if
you notice anything? Yeah?
Speaker 16: I do you want to give me a hand?
Speaker 11: See if we can't get the bed down?
Speaker 2: Yeah, push in on your.
Speaker 14: Side there, okay, I'd say, okay, it's coming down there.
Speaker 1: I hope you'll be with us then in the meantime.
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