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twenty second, nineteen forty eight, here is Blind Date with Murder.
Speaker 2: It's long ago. It's also now radio's mystery theater. Like
O Betty's Rule that gets tastier by the years. The
radio mysteries of the thirties, forties, and fifties, although resting
in the dusty archives, are still fresh and vibrant. Let's
sit back now as the listener did so many yesterdays ago,
and try to figure out who'd done it. A big story.
Here is America. It's sound in its fury, it's joy,
and it's sorrow, as basically recorded by the men and
women of the great American newspapers. Now the story as
it actually happened, Harry Goodinsky's story as he lived it. Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
You are Harry Kolinski of the Pittsburgh Post Caazette, and
here it is your night off, and what a night,
What a night. As you leave the city room, you
look out the window and there's a pull a Lie
moon pending the smokestacks with Airerie gold and a warm
and sensuous breeze heading in through the window. And somehow,
the next thing you know, you're on the phone. You
make a date with a certain blonde nurse at Braddock
General Hospital, and a couple of hours later you're waiting
for your date near the hospital switchboard when.
Speaker 3: Brad at General Hospital.
Speaker 4: Who, yes, sir, he's here.
Speaker 3: My moment for I think it's your evidence to walk.
Speaker 2: Thanks Mary, Hello Harry, Bill Alice, I've got an assignment
for you. Oh this is my night off, Bill, I've
got a date.
Speaker 4: Look, I'm shorthanded and you're in Brennick. Just got an
anonymous phone tip. There's been some shooting across the river
in Duquine.
Speaker 2: I get over there at a wind check, but very.
Speaker 1: So.
Speaker 2: You stand up your beautiful blonde and start to move
as you drive across the ranking bridge, turn left and
climb the winding hillside that the cane. You curse your craft,
the Post Gazette, and three times over you're editor Bill Walsh.
You roll into a dark and dingy section of Ducane
and suddenly you see a man walking along a deserted street.
You can't his face in the darkness. Did you figure
you'll ask him if he's heard anything about the shooting?
Speaker 4: Uh?
Speaker 3: Hey, mister, what is it?
Speaker 2: What do you want? I only wanted to ask it
out of him.
Speaker 5: Kurt.
Speaker 2: We get out of that car.
Speaker 4: Pet your hands, okay, I step closerbody so I can
see you.
Speaker 5: I don't know what is this all about?
Speaker 4: Moriarity, Patroman, Fred Moriarity that you yeah, fine, sweat you
gave me too. Here I am a reporter being held
up by Kaine's only night cor Yeah, and the guy
that called a friendly copsky, I didn't know it was you.
The matter with you, Moriarity? What are you still trigger
happy about? Well, there's a hoodlum.
Speaker 5: Here in town.
Speaker 4: He's threatened to get me the cook cutting for me.
Speaker 6: Hold.
Speaker 4: Name's Leicester, Steve Lester.
Speaker 2: Hey, wait a minute, we got a tip of there
was some shooting here and Docainne you known thing about it?
Speaker 4: Friend, No, haven't heard anything.
Speaker 2: I want to jump in the car and I have
a look around.
Speaker 4: No, no, no, you go ahead. I've got some business
to take care of.
Speaker 2: My name is Kadinsky, I report up post. Is what's happening?
Speaker 4: Oh?
Speaker 2: We heard some shots and not house shots? Yeah, two
of them.
Speaker 1: You see.
Speaker 2: I live next door. Name is Baker. But anyway, my
little girl Marilyn and I heard two shots?
Speaker 4: Or what happened?
Speaker 3: Who got shot?
Speaker 4: Oh?
Speaker 2: I don't know. Nobody's going into the house to look.
But don't look at me like that, mister. I ain't
taking no chances. What this town needs is more policemen.
Speaker 4: The killer may still be in there, and they say
people may be dead in there, dying, needing help, and
you're waiting. Who lived here with.
Speaker 2: Her named Agatha Norton. You walk up to the front door,
Angey Baker follows. You know, the goose flesh jumps out
all over you. Your blood chilledren like jelly. Get scared.
You're plenty scared. Maybe Baker's right, maybe the killer is
still in there. To go ahead, you rub your sweaty
palm and your new suit and open the door. Yeah,
there's no sound, nothing. You both go ahead.
Speaker 4: Mh what is the Baker?
Speaker 2: I just stepped on something.
Speaker 4: Switch on a light?
Speaker 2: M good lord the widow Missus Norton?
Speaker 4: Yeah, better bull through the head?
Speaker 2: There are two shots.
Speaker 4: What's that from there?
Speaker 2: That's the kitchen.
Speaker 4: Let's go.
Speaker 7: Oh lo the Boddy slug.
Speaker 4: Through the head? I Baker? Yeah, I pull yourself together, Baker?
Speaker 2: Who is it? Missus Norton's son John?
Speaker 4: See m sweet mess I beg a listener.
Speaker 7: I want you to do something for me.
Speaker 4: Was the nearest fall down at the grocery store.
Speaker 2: It's about a block from here.
Speaker 4: All right down there. When the post is that the
cinema photographer. I'mna call it just attorney's office and sent
a man out here and I got that.
Speaker 2: Yeah, I guess that's my daughter, Marilyn.
Speaker 3: She he told me you're you're the man from the newspaper.
I got something to tell you? Did I another shot?
I think it came from mister Lester's house, Dave Lester?
Speaker 4: Yeah, Marlon, have a car outside.
Speaker 2: Will you show me where mister Lester lives?
Speaker 4: If you look, I don't worry, Bacon, I won't take
it right up to the house. You'll go ahead and
make that phone call.
Speaker 2: Come on, ma oh is excited? You drive down Urban
Street and you figure Mariarty and this Steve Lester went
gunning for each other and one of them got up.
But who Meanwhile, this kid besides you, with a curly
golden hair and the white blue eyes, chatters about of
all things, the movies.
Speaker 7: Oh, I love them.
Speaker 3: I could go all the time and see and your
mother would give me the money.
Speaker 4: Where's the house the.
Speaker 2: Shop came from Marland?
Speaker 3: Oh, it's down that dirt road, the red house. See.
Speaker 2: Yeah, you stay right here, don't leave this car in
s Oh, yes, sir.
Speaker 4: And if I don't come back a little while. You
run and get someone to come over here.
Speaker 7: All right, I will.
Speaker 3: Why isn't this thrilling? Just like the movies, isn't it?
Speaker 2: You're creeping into the house expecting to find another corpse.
You do, he isn't patrol on, Moriarty, So it must
be Steve Lester. Get out of there in a hurry.
Drop your movie, mad little friend, and look for a
nearby phone. You find it in the empty police station
in u Kyne City Hall. And just as you're about
to call the office, who's that?
Speaker 4: Who's there? Oh it's you, Moriarty.
Speaker 2: Been looking all over for you.
Speaker 4: I'm just gonna call my office, but not well but
down a phone, I.
Speaker 3: Said, all right, Moriarity, what are you?
Speaker 4: What are you putting a gun on me for? At
that desklam?
Speaker 3: Put the light you?
Speaker 2: Hey? You want me to plant you head off to you?
Speaker 4: I did it before, you know. I did it three times.
I gonna kill it three times over so much? One more?
What tific is anake? Now wait a minute, Moriarity, you
mean you kill missus Norton and her son too?
Speaker 3: Yeah?
Speaker 4: But why maybe Steve Lester was a hoodlum, But the
Nortons weren't criminal. I had my personal raise, and sy
I had it coming to him. The whole riting place,
I had it coming. I'm gonna tell you why.
Speaker 5: Yeah, are you and me?
Speaker 4: You're gonna sit here in the dark, and I'm gonna
tell you why. I gotta tell it to somebody. You
gotta get it off my chest. You're a report. Are
like a good story? Then a good one? I mean,
there happens to be a hitch in this story, Katinsky,
what's that?
Speaker 2: You'll never live to print it?
Speaker 3: You?
Speaker 2: Harry Kodinski of the Pittsburgh Post Gazette started the evening
on a date with the blonde. But now you're sitting
in the darkness of the deserted Duquine Police station opposite
a killer, and you're scared and the dark. His eyes
watched you with a fixed, glassy stare of a cat
and glow with a glaze of madness. You listened to
Patrolman Moriarty, and the words gushot crazily tumbled one after
the other. But the shadowy gun in his hand never waivers.
Speaker 4: You know what they call me, Katinsky. You know what
they call me here? And the tailor call me Moriarity,
the friendly cop. Everybody likes me all right. When I
was a rookie, a young cop, just started out and
married my wife, Lula, there was this other man who
wanted a beautiful girl in the prettiest the picture he wanted.
His name is Whalen, Paul William. He owns a barn
on mine treet you hear me, Kazinski, Paul will and
wonder that I am married. And one day last week,
when I was off duty, I stopped in at Whaling's
bar and grill.
Speaker 5: Lola red, Well, hello, Maria, what are you doing here?
Speaker 2: Lolad?
Speaker 4: How are you doing back here with him in this boat?
Speaker 2: Held?
Speaker 7: Well, what's wrong with that? What's wrong with that?
Speaker 4: Well?
Speaker 7: You stop tearing at me as if I were a
common criminal. Can I come in for a glass of
beer if I want to? And if I meet Paul
whale in here and we have a friendly glass of beer,
is anything wrong with that?
Speaker 3: Well?
Speaker 4: It's there. Let's go home, Lorla, No, no, I won't
you will you hear me, Loly?
Speaker 2: You will you go home with me?
Speaker 5: And you'll go No, Wait a minute, Fred, take it
easy now, I'll have a drink with us.
Speaker 4: You know what you can do with your drink whaleing.
Speaker 6: Come on, lorda, let's go.
Speaker 4: What would you have done, Kodersky? Or would you have
done your own wife? Sitting in a dark bullets and
a beer joint with another guy? Wouldn't you have been suspicious?
Wouldn't you well answer me? Don't sit there and say nothing.
Wouldn't you have done what I did?
Speaker 2: Sure?
Speaker 4: Sure, Marie any man, you're right there, because if you
didn't say that, I'd have shot you dead with this gun.
Anyway long? And then I got home and we had
a fight.
Speaker 7: Said will you stop it? Will you stop asking me
questions about Paul?
Speaker 4: How long have you been saying I'm behind my back?
Speaker 7: Told you I have not been seeing him. I just
went in for a beer and I saw Paul and
we talked a while over nothing in particular. And that's
what happened, is it? That's what happened, And that's all
that happened. Don't you understand? Can't you get it through
your stupid suspicious heads?
Speaker 4: What more can I say?
Speaker 7: What more of you want?
Speaker 4: Truth?
Speaker 7: Bred heaven?
Speaker 4: You would like to get rid of me, You would
like to take up with Paul Wallen just because I
don't know.
Speaker 7: I don't know.
Speaker 3: I give up.
Speaker 7: I married you for a better off, for worse than
I got worse. Fred Moriarty, the friendly cop, Fred Moriarty,
the stupid cop.
Speaker 4: Oh, it's just an i'secrit.
Speaker 7: You don't talk to me anymore if you feel that way.
If you think I do, time, you go ahead and
think it. I don't care anymore.
Speaker 3: I just can't take it anymore.
Speaker 7: I can't talk about it anymore.
Speaker 4: I'm tired.
Speaker 2: I'm going to bed, Flora.
Speaker 4: I love the it's crazy about it. I thought terrible, terrible,
all broken up. You know what I mean. I'll do
You're sure, Fred, Sure, I know how you must have felt. Yeah, funny,
everything's so funny inside my head. You know, it goes around.
And anyway. When I left Lola had to go out
on duty. I put on my uniform and walked out
of the house. I met a neighbor of.
Speaker 5: Mine, Agathon.
Speaker 4: Yeah, gossiping Norton, he called it in my neighborhood.
Speaker 3: Oh, mister Moriarity, I don't know what how to tell you.
I don't know what got to tell you, seeing as
you're always a nice and friend like. All I can say,
is it a shame and a disgrace. I down'trite shame
and disgrace that such a thing has to happened to
a nice man like you.
Speaker 4: Just a minute, missus, you're going a little too fast
for me. Know what are you talking about.
Speaker 3: That's the way it always is. That's the way it
always happens. My husband is the last one to know.
And if my duty is a decent woman to tell you, well,
tell me what your wife, Lola, and this other man,
Paul Whalen, that's what he's been coming your.
Speaker 4: Home while you're on you, You lie, your snake tongue
chattering fish wife.
Speaker 3: You love?
Speaker 6: I do do I?
Speaker 3: Well, we'll see about that. I happen to know.
Speaker 4: It's the truth.
Speaker 3: Paul Whaler's green car has been out in front of
your house while you're going to wait, and it'll be
there tomorrow night. He's been seeing your wife right under
your nose. And you call me names because I said
to right, that's what I get for trying to do
you a favor. Moorty, My goodness, you look awful scary.
What's the matter?
Speaker 4: I was only saying, you look awful, scaryol Marylyn, Oh,
mister moriorty.
Speaker 3: Gosh, what are you picking on me for? I didn't
do anything?
Speaker 2: You, Harry Kodinski, are sitting here in danger of your life.
The killer is sitting in the dark just opposite you.
His hands are jittery on the gun, and he's promised
to kill your after his story is over. But for
the moment, you almost forget your danger. The story he unfolds,
grips you, hypnotizes you. Now you lean on every word.
Speaker 4: I got it right between the eyes, just like that,
you see, can.
Speaker 5: I guess?
Speaker 4: I was walking around in a kind of haig and
all of a sudden I ran into this hood on
this Steve Lester on the corner. He laughed right in
my face.
Speaker 5: And said, tell me your wife spent two times and
you're fletfully while you're pretty. Go ahead, go ahead call
me names. But it's the truth, sucker, even if you
don't know it yet.
Speaker 4: It's a lie. Hey, let's tart to rotten line?
Speaker 3: Is it not the way I heard it?
Speaker 5: It's the McCoy. While you're out pinning the beat here
this guy, Paul Whalen, is it home, your home making
beautiful music with your of a love and wife?
Speaker 4: If you pick him out, shut your hair, let me
keep your mouth shot.
Speaker 5: I got it wide open right now, Mory already, and
I'm going to keep it white open. You stuck a
knife and meet me to the pin, and now I'm
going to stick a knife for you only. I'm going
to turn this knife around and around. I'm gonna spilish
everyone I meet. And when I get through the whole tone,
he's gonna know a bunnet. So long, sucker.
Speaker 4: I guess I went a little crazy after that. Kotisk
I walked right off my beat and went into Paul
Whaler's place. I wanted to see if he was there
and wear had been last night. I wanted to make sure.
I sat down in the corner booths waiting and watching.
I didn't see Paul Whaling around. Then I saw a
man come in, sit down at the bar and start
to talk to bert.
Speaker 2: A bart Oh frank Off in the night. Paul, he's
in the back room waiting for suckers like me again. Yeah,
you gotta throw.
Speaker 4: A poker, card shopping ready to go.
Speaker 2: I didn't think you'd come back up and look at
youtob last night. Remind me I got a headache every
time I think of it. I come in last night
just for a beer. The next thing I know, I'm
playing poker with Paul. I play all night, and what happened?
I loves fifty bucks. Hey you played poker all night
with Paul will Fire. Yeah, yeah, Moriarty. But it was
just a friendly little game, right.
Speaker 4: Yeah, ready, shore, Paul's in the back room.
Speaker 2: Sure, I'm sure.
Speaker 4: What's the matter with you?
Speaker 2: Fred?
Speaker 4: What's eating you?
Speaker 2: If you don't believe me, look in the back room,
chief yourself.
Speaker 4: Well, hello, Moriarty, just getting up a friendly little poker game.
Speaker 2: Drop a chair with tenant.
Speaker 5: I'll give you a hand.
Speaker 4: I know it was all lies. I knew what a
fool i'd been. Paul Willan hadn't been at my house
last night. He wasn't there and night. Yeah, I'd made
a fool of myself. I'd said some things to Lola,
and I couldn't wait till I get home. When I
got home, she was gone, My wife was gone, gone
and left me, left the note that she was sick
and tired, she was fed up through with me. And
then and I thought.
Speaker 2: They did it.
Speaker 4: They ruined my life, stole Lola from me, And then
and things in my head started.
Speaker 2: To spin around and around.
Speaker 4: All I wanted to do was kill, kill, So I
went to the window Norton's house. First. She was in
the living room nitting, and I walked right in and hello,
Missus Norton. You know what you've done, Missus Norton, with
your lying tone, You've ruined my life.
Speaker 2: Lola has left me.
Speaker 4: She's left me because of you and your gossiping and
your folky lives. Right, I'm gonna stop that tongue of
the oars from waggon anymore, Missus Norton, and I'm gonna.
Speaker 2: Stop it for a long time.
Speaker 4: You'll never lie in flander and gossip again. After that,
I ran through the kitchen, you see, Kotinski, I ran
through the kitchen. I wanted to get to Steve's house,
but just then Missus Norton's son John came through the
kitchen door and Moriarti, what are you doing with that gun?
Speaker 3: Moriarni? No.
Speaker 4: I didn't really want to kill a boy, but he
was a witness. What can I do? After that, Kodinsky,
I started out to get Steve Lester. That's when I
met you. You didn't know that, Titcher, No, no, of
course you didn't know. I would have told you my
story then, Yeah, yeah, I would, But my work wasn'tana
had long? I jed I was till Steve Lester I
walked into his house. He looked at me, scared like
a rabb in his mouth hanging open bread. You're gone
where I just sent missus Norton Steve right now? That's
all Kodinsky. I came back here to the police station.
Speaker 1: I don't know why.
Speaker 2: I guess I didn't know.
Speaker 4: What else to do, where to go. I wouldn't you,
wouldn't you, Kodinsky? You'd have killed them all, wouldn't you?
The way they gossiped about me, The things they said,
they stole all of I mean, the reason my wife
left me me, the friendly cop Fred Moriarty Me, what's.
Speaker 2: That police cause? Moriarty? Police, Yes, but.
Speaker 4: The chair. But they'll take you there. I seen the chair.
I've seen it with my own eyes.
Speaker 2: Kotinsky is terrible.
Speaker 4: Terrible, Kinsky. Here's my going. I give up to you. Katinsky.
You know my story right in the paper. Tell him
how I've been robbed. And she had to tell him
how I was always a friendly cup. You know, I
never haunt any one in my life with blue children
across the street and smile at everybody. Be done. Tell
them me.
Speaker 2: They come in, the police, from the keys poet and
the das men. You tell your story quickly, and they
handcuff Fred Moriarty walk him out, And there waiting on
the sidewalk in front the little Marilyn Baker.
Speaker 3: Hello, mister Moriorty gosh, I heard them talking all about
what you did. He they've got your handcuffs and everything.
Speaker 2: You'd better run along home, Marylyn.
Speaker 3: All right, mister Kinsky, I will. But honest, mister Moriarty,
I didn't mean to get you into trouble or anything.
I just made up that story.
Speaker 4: I told him, Missus Norton, what story?
Speaker 3: What about mister Wyman coming to your house when you
were away and all?
Speaker 2: You made it all?
Speaker 6: Huh?
Speaker 4: I told it to missus Norton.
Speaker 3: Oh gosh, yes, but it was just a little fib.
I didn't mean any harm by it, honest.
Speaker 4: I didn't.
Speaker 5: Why did you do it?
Speaker 4: Why didn't you tell Missus Norton that lie? Why?
Speaker 3: My goodness, I didn't mean anything, mister Moriarty. I just
wanted fifty cents to see that new scary picture of
the strand so I told missus Norton, I tell her
secret of she gave me fifty cents to go to
the movies, and she did. I guess maybe I shouldn't
have told that fib, but I did want to go
to the movies. So you see, I just love scary pictures.
Speaker 2: Now me read you that telegram from Harry Godenskia the
Pittsburgh Post Casette completely broken. Killer and Tonight's Big Story
was unable to repeat his confession to police, so I
filled in the details for him. At the many tests
to determine his sanity, he was found guilty and sentenced
the electric chair the State Penitentiary at Bellefont. Following my
Big Story to the end, I was appointed Deputy Sheriff
and Lord handcuffed the killer on his trip at the deathhouse.
And that's Mystery Theater. Every week we'll reach into the
dusty file, brush it off, and present her still up
to date Repliger Babba, who done it of yesterday? This
is the American Forces Radio and Television circuits.
Speaker 1: Welcome back. I should know that this is one of
the more recent additions to the Big Story circulating episodes
This was from the collection of Jerry Hindiga's He shared
it about four years ago online. The sort of intro
to the episode the Mystery Theater I was expecting when
I saw Mystery Theater on the label that we were
gonna get, you know, the sort of Howard Duff Peter
Lori thing. Had not heard this before, likely from the
seventies or eighties and a part of the American Forces Network,
as they were playing programs that they had in their
archives and reflecting that old time radio remained popular during
that era. Now I should go ahead and share our
cast list, and this is one where everybody doubled quite literally.
The announcer as well. Bob Sloan appeared in this, and
then you have James McAllion who played or in Trapid,
Mister Kodinski, Larry Haynes, Ruth Shafer, Rita Ascot, Joan, Alexander,
Bill Smith, and Mandel Kramer. Of course, the episode does
have a powerful message about why one shouldn't gossip, although
even within the context of the episode, putting the onus
on the gossipers as the cause of the detectives or
the friendly officers problem is a bit problematic because he
clearly had some issues going on, and the same thing
can kind of be read in between the lines about
his wife leaving. This wasn't just sort of out of
the blue, one off moment. Now the actual story is
a bit more grim than what we got on the
radio version. This took place in December nineteen thirty six.
And again I here a quote from doctor Joe Webb,
a seventy three year old policeman in Ducane was accused
of molesting a ten year old girl. He got so
angry about this that he went and killed all of
the witnesses who were testifying against him, with a total
of two men and three women, while also apparently attempting
to kill the father of the girl as well as
the girl's brother. And he was the oldest person electrocuted
in Pennsylvania. And the name of the officer was Martin Sullivan.
And this is probably the case that so far is
the further from the actual facts. And we have a
couple comments on Spotify regarding the deadline murder mechanic sixty
six rights not a sympathetic victim and doctor who done it,
says Adam Graham, newspaperman. The cop is going to enter
a room. He tells you to hold his gun to
cover him.
Speaker 4: What do you do?
Speaker 1: I suggest that he may want to consider getting his
head examined. I am too clumsy and I just don't
have the nerves to imprompt to jump into a situation
and back up a cough. I will say that probably
to the degree that there is a certain element of
truth to the stories about newspaper reporters got to be
so closely involved in crimes. It's that a lot of
these people could, in theory, take care of themselves. It
would be the nature sure of the era. So it's
tough to imagine having a skill which you don't have
because you really don't need to have it. But if
I were to make it as a big city crime
reporter back then, I would have to be a somewhat
different person than I am today. Thanks so much for
the question. All right, well, now it's time to thank
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My Beat Where.
Speaker 6: First early bird out to catch a Wormhummester, Not me,
not for something I've done. I never do anything bad, you,
Edward Bishop, Oh, not me. Mister Bishop's my roomy, he
gone and done something naughty. Come in, mister and tell
me all about it. Where is he wh out frying
his nightly kettle of fish? I presume his bedding conslecting. No, huh? Oh,
why that hollow you see in the bedclotheses where I
tried it? I'm an experimenter. As long as he wasn't
in it. I thought my roomy's bed might be better
than my own.
Speaker 2: It wasn't.
Speaker 6: Mister Bishop's gone and done something naughty.
Speaker 1: Huh do you know where he is?
Speaker 6: I want to tell you something about mister Bishop, my roomy.
He's a tight lip man, rock face. I call him
when he ain't looking. That's because he never whispers a
secret to me. Or shares a coke. When I offer
am part of mine, he just lets me dab his
hanky with cologne sometimes when he's going out for a
heavy evening.
Speaker 2: He had a lot of them evenings like that.
Speaker 6: Well, for a man who has to shave twice a day,
he has more than his share.
Speaker 5: You wouldn't know what I might.
Speaker 6: But first you tell me what my roomy did to you.
Speaker 2: Maybe you'd find it cozier down at headquarters.
Speaker 6: Maybe that Japanese Kimona you were makes it work getting rough.
Hello there, mister, I'll tell you what I know. Then
you tell me what you know.
Speaker 1: Huh.
Speaker 6: My roomy's been squiring a lady by the name of
Anna Compton, you know her, or just to talk to
on the phone. A lovely voice haunts you.
Speaker 2: Once you talked to her last, oh two or.
Speaker 6: Three days ago. I'll tell you just how it was.
She kept calling here evenings, asking my roomy to call
her back. Just leave her name, Anna Compton. My roomy
squiring a married lady.
Speaker 2: Bishop never shared anything with you, and still.
Speaker 6: I'll tell you about that too. Her haunting voice made
me nervous. I told you I'm an experimenter. So one
day I sat down with the phone book and called
every compton there is. Then a man answered and said
his wife Anna wasn't home. Who was calling? Of course
I hung up, and you know her address in the
new Rochelle phone book for everyone eyes to see. Now
it's your turn. What did mister bishop do?
Speaker 2: A woman was found murdered in his car?
Speaker 6: My own mind, that's as naughty as you can get it.
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