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dot net. But now, from May twelfth, nineteen fifty one,
here is the Charles Crandall Murder.
Speaker 2: Case Broadways My Beat 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.
Speaker 2: Clover in the mid afternoon light of Maytime Broadway shimmers
and languor walks the street, the dream walk rhythm to
the pulse of the sleeping neon, to the sun worn
blues yawned out of loudspeakers, to the slow, erratic dance
of the litter of night, held close, thrown away by
a gutter wind. And with the rest of Broadway, you
stand and watch, or follow the crowd, and lend your
heart to the whispered cry that this day, this time,
will not get away from you. But it does, it
always does. The web of blood in the alley was
already dust heavy, its threads leading you to the man
huddled in a forgotten anguish against the flaking brick of
an alley wall, his hand still clutched to the bullet
wound as if he tried to claw out the pain,
never made it, and the other man leaning over him,
being gentle and polite as he searched the dead man's pockets,
then finding something and looking at it and making the
only observation left to him.
Speaker 4: It's a nice day, wasn't it, Danny?
Speaker 2: What did you find?
Speaker 4: Muggavin found him like.
Speaker 5: That, all broken up about the bullet in his chest,
tried to tell me why it was there.
Speaker 4: The word never got out.
Speaker 2: It was phoned in.
Speaker 5: Yeah, from the back room of a bar down the alley.
A friendly chap wanted out for a breath of fresh air.
Saw this, ran back to the bar, made his phone call,
bought drinks for the house.
Speaker 4: He's still celebrating. If you want to talk to you
talked to him. Yeah, friendly lush invited me to a
cold beer. I didn't take him.
Speaker 5: He knew this man never had the pleasure. He told
him all the citizens of the alley never had the pleasure.
Speaker 6: I checked.
Speaker 2: Uh, huh, what's that in your hand? This?
Speaker 4: Oh, I almost forgot.
Speaker 5: It's a ticket for parking made out to a Charles
crandell Over parked the loading zone.
Speaker 4: He can snap his fingers at it now. Huh.
Speaker 2: This year, witty day, muggavin.
Speaker 4: I tried days like this. I guess they don't make it.
Speaker 2: Oh.
Speaker 5: Anything else, not a thing, nothing except that expensive watch
on us risk. You have to listen awful close to
even hear at ticking. Very expensive it's running. But in
this alley you can't hear at ticking.
Speaker 2: No wallet, no identification, just the parking tickets.
Speaker 4: That's all.
Speaker 5: A wristwatch in a parking ticket not much for a
grown man to leave behind him as a danny.
Speaker 2: Then the alley formerly known only to the chalk writers,
the garbage collectors, and the shortcut homers. Then the alley
became cluttered with new faces, mostly scrubbed. The girl in
the picture hat on the Pekanese, a maid in the
baby carriage, the dad and his son. Mostly these interspersed
with enough men from the police department so that I
could leave. I did back to headquarters briefly with the
traffic ticket, and to the traffic department long enough to
check an automobile license number against a name and be
given a nat Charles Crandall rooming house on West seventeenth Street,
and go there. Wait a few seconds until the woman
at the front door had finished shaking out her mop.
Speaker 7: Good morning, I guess I should say, good afternoon, house
cleaning your shoeloose check the time.
Speaker 2: I'm looking for Charles Crandell. I'm from the police.
Speaker 7: Oh my, Charlie hasn't done anything.
Speaker 4: Has he?
Speaker 2: Is he home?
Speaker 7: I wish you'd answer me. I'm his landlady and I
never had a better room than Charlie. What's Charlie done?
Speaker 2: We found a man with a traffic ticket in his pocket.
Speaker 7: Charlie told me parked illegally.
Speaker 2: Is he home?
Speaker 7: Why? No, Charlie has been home the last couple of days.
I see, Yeah, Charlie's engaged, you know no. I brought
his young lady over just last week, introduced as Rosemary.
Such a nice girl. Helped me with the dishes. Rosemary,
I don't remember quite. Nielsen is something. Rosemary is such
a nice name for a girl gonna be married.
Speaker 2: Can you tell me why Charlie hasn't been home?
Speaker 7: Of course, sometimes he stays at Rosemary's house. Her parents
love him like he was their own, like I feel
about him.
Speaker 2: Was Charlie about five feet eleven, blonde hair, heavily.
Speaker 3: Built, but not fat.
Speaker 7: You understand Charlie takes exercise every morning. When the chandelier
shakes in the parlor. I know Charlie's taking his exercises
and the schandelier shakes every morning before he goes to work.
Speaker 2: Do you know where Charlie works?
Speaker 7: Surely Charlie's a long shoreman. That's another reason why he's
not fat. Which the peerless steamship line onloads. That's an idea.
You want to talk to Charlie. Why don't you go there.
You're a policeman, they'll let you talk to him.
Speaker 2: The foreman said your name was Charlie crandall. Yeah, that's right,
I'm from the police.
Speaker 8: Oh oh, the parking ticket.
Speaker 2: Huh.
Speaker 8: I'm not surprised, I am.
Speaker 2: I didn't think you were alive, Charlie.
Speaker 8: Come on, if I'm not being too previous, where you're
taking me, mister clover, You'll see I had parking tickets before.
Nobody ever took me by the arm and let me
down a cold, damp hallway.
Speaker 2: That's nobody ever never.
Speaker 8: So help me. I've been missing out on things. Life
has passed me by.
Speaker 9: Huh.
Speaker 2: Didn't here, Charles, don't tell me.
Speaker 8: Let me guess it's a morgue.
Speaker 2: Uh huh.
Speaker 8: I keep looking at such things in the papers. Whenever
you boys put on the safety campaign. Look the paper
says drive carefully or this on the slab? Is you
because I got a lousy parking ticket? You're make me
live it. This is the new up to date method.
It's a chillin here here. How come I'm sweating. Take
you good luck, Charles, I'm looking. I make your promise
I will drive carefully, observing all the traffic signals, and
I will never overpark in a loading zone again. Promise
cross my heart, gypsy blood oath. If you want you
know him, cover him up, put him back.
Speaker 2: I've had him, I said something, Charles, you know him, who.
Speaker 8: Knows people who ask for this kind of thing, a
shelf for a grave. I'm grateful to you, though, mister Clover.
You've introduced me to a new experience. You've given me
a memory I never had before.
Speaker 2: We found this parking ticket on him, Charles, yours, look
at it, yours? Quy do things like this happened to
a man like you?
Speaker 8: It's very complicated.
Speaker 2: I listen.
Speaker 8: You're sure you got the time, you got nothing better to.
Speaker 2: Do down here. There's all the time you'll ever need.
Speaker 8: Fortunate me.
Speaker 2: That's right, Charles, count your blessings what.
Speaker 8: I'm building up to, if you give me the chance.
Last night was a blessing. Maybe this what you're showing
me was a part of it.
Speaker 2: I wouldn't know. Well, the mood hits you, the part
you know. I'll wait well.
Speaker 8: Last night was my night in Sally's Bar on Third Avenue.
Speaker 2: Oh. This man was found in an alley near Sally's Bar.
Speaker 8: I wouldn't know about that. Well, I know, as Sally's
a man with an open ear. I cried into it.
Speaker 2: You'd had a tough day that too.
Speaker 8: I'm a long shawman, remember that too.
Speaker 2: Sawya cried a glass full of tears into Sally's ear.
Speaker 8: Yeah, about the engagement ring I needed for my girl,
or might betrothed. I call her about the engagement ring.
I couldn't afford the buy her, because a man like
me don't lay way for things like that.
Speaker 2: Must have been very dramatic.
Speaker 8: Ah, yeah, I put it on, maybe more than it needed.
Because a girl walks over to me, runs of fingers
across the bed on my cheek, tells me she has
heard the whole thing, well, the big trouble I'm in
with my betrothed.
Speaker 2: And she stopped your weeping.
Speaker 8: You could say that. She told me there was a
jewelry store, Scully's Jewelry Store down the street. To come
with her to pick out any ring in the window.
Speaker 2: I wanted like a fairy tale.
Speaker 8: Yeah, you could say that. So I went with her.
Pointed to the fattest ring in the window with the
fattest numbers, a star sapphire. She says, meet me, again tomorrow.
I'll get it for your half price.
Speaker 2: Good girl to meet in a bar.
Speaker 8: You'll never dream how good. After that, she takes me
back to Solly's. Let's me exchange my other sorrows with her.
You had more, only one more I could call to
mind at the time. The parking ticket, she says, give
it to me. I know where to fix it.
Speaker 2: You believed her. I hear it's been done, and that's
the last you saw of the ticket.
Speaker 8: The gypsy blood oat. If you still want, who is
the girl Helen? Addressed Sally's Bar and third go to him,
mister Clover, A girl like that can ease many sorrows.
Just ask for Helen. They'll know.
Speaker 2: Don't thumb through any travel folders, Charles.
Speaker 8: Why should I? I found a home here? Cover him
up on, mister Clover. It's chilli in here.
Speaker 2: Sally's Bar on Third Avenue. The boy had said, go
there and ask about a girl named Helen, because Charlie
had given her a traffic ticket and the ticket had
turned up on one John Doe dead on arrival. Third
Avenue is a tenement five stories high and miles long.
At nine o'clock, the night is going full blast. The
open air card games for juveniles only, and the door
stepped twisting places, and every seven minutes the elevator screamed.
Somewhere between com choose Hong Kong hand laundry, special attention
paid to pleated dress shirts and the Blue Star Delicatessen
cream soda and hot corn beef two bits. Somewhere between
there was Sally's Bar.
Speaker 4: I walked in, what's yours friend?
Speaker 2: Beer? To make it draft?
Speaker 4: One dime? Thanks?
Speaker 2: Your name is Sally? You on this place?
Speaker 4: Yeah?
Speaker 2: So you work here every night?
Speaker 7: Yeah?
Speaker 2: Why skip any nights this week?
Speaker 10: Hey?
Speaker 4: What's with you? Buster? You spend the dime? Drink your beer?
Listen to the music.
Speaker 2: I'm looking for Helen? Oh, Helen tall blonde? You know? Look, Buster,
you're here every night, aren't you ought to know? Helen?
Speaker 5: I want to show you some friend. See this a
ball bat. I bought it from a kid that swiped
it from the Yanks.
Speaker 4: Dugout. I sawed it off.
Speaker 5: You want to hear how it goes. That's the way
it goes when I slap it on a bar. You
want to hear how it sounds otherwise?
Speaker 4: You want to cop Uh, why didn't you show me
the badge before.
Speaker 2: What about Helen?
Speaker 4: I get it. Don't be a copy figure. I'd tell
you about Helen.
Speaker 2: I what about her?
Speaker 4: I told her to stay out of here. What do
you want me to do? Hit her over to have
with the bat.
Speaker 2: The other night she was in here talking to a
longshoreman named Charlie Krandell. You know anything about that who
was in trouble?
Speaker 4: She it is Charlie.
Speaker 2: Charlie Randell was talking to you about an engagement ring.
Do you remember that?
Speaker 4: Who remembers? For what reason? My ear gets bent? Helen?
I know you want her?
Speaker 2: I where do I find her?
Speaker 4: You wait on that boss duel. She'll be in whispering
at you for a drink or.
Speaker 5: You can't wait, try the second floor back of the
corner house at the end of the block this side
of the street.
Speaker 11: Can't wait, Uh, walk down to the corner house, which
the sign at the head of the steps said allowed
no visitors after ten o'clock.
Speaker 2: Any other sign at the end of the corridor. Do
unto others as you would have them do unto you.
Wash out the bathtub and the door was swinging open briefly,
then closing opening Hellen, Helen get no answer. The tenement
draft swings the door open and presents a room, a
torn apart room. Nothing was in its place, Nothing was
undisturbed except the girl on the bed, the strangled girl
with the tumbled blonde hair, the dead girl, the murdered girl.
Speaker 3: You are listening to Broadways My Beat, written by Morton
Fine and David Friedkin and starring Larry Thor as Detective
Danny Clover. Anyone interested in an auto ride from Hollywood
all the way to New York. A folly in Hollywood
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loves sharing the scenery and the expenses. For full details
and fascinating highlights, be listening to CBS's Jack Benny Show
this Sunday evening, and remember e Varden as our Miss
Brooks will be on hand too.
Speaker 2: Springtime on Broadway is like springtime on a thousand other
main drags, except for one thing. Mother nature doesn't function
on Broadway. Nothing grows, it gets constructed, but nobody bothers.
There's the salary to be earned, baseball scores to be considered,
and the weather to be discussed. However, as in all
times and places, they are the crack pots, some even
delirious enough to give you wats that Broadway's liably get
blown off the face of the earth. You waste a
shrug on that one, and flip the newspaper over another
page and scan the quarter column on the right hand side.
Girl murdered in tenement house police seek link with death
of unidentified man. Which was straight reporting. I know because
I was the policeman directly concerned. Next morning, opened the
notebook and scan the personal brand of shorthand see now
an item. Charlie Crandell had been taken by the hand
and led to the window of Scully's jewelry shop to
pick out an engagement ring. Go there, look in the
same window and walk into the store. Good morning, Oh,
good morning. I'm Danny Clover from the police. Yes, I'd
like to see the manager.
Speaker 10: Well, well, I guess I am until mister Scully comes in.
What did you want to see him about? I'm his wife.
Speaker 2: And take a look at this picture, missus Scully. Have
you ever seen this man before?
Speaker 10: Might have, but I don't know him personally. If that's
what you mean, Maybe I've seen him someplace.
Speaker 7: Who is he?
Speaker 2: A man we've got in the morgue. Now take a
look at this picture. Young girl also in the morgue.
How terrible do you know her?
Speaker 10: She could be anybody, somebody's sister sweetheart in the morgue,
in a police mog What happens to people, mister Clover?
My my look at him?
Speaker 6: Hella, honey, like blue.
Speaker 10: Coat and brown pants. Well it's different, George.
Speaker 6: I took my brown coat to the cleaners on the
way to work. It had got soiled. Oh sorry, dude,
this gentleman, oh.
Speaker 10: Uh, this is mister Clover, George from the police, and
this is my husband, mister Scully.
Speaker 6: Something I can do for you, mister Clover.
Speaker 2: I'll just take a look at a couple of pictures here.
Never saw him. Take a look at this.
Speaker 6: No hurry in dangerous characters.
Speaker 10: Eh, George, they're dead. They're in a police morgue.
Speaker 6: No, I don't know either of mister Clover, George. I'm
talking to the gentleman Luis.
Speaker 10: But I'll forget if I don't tell you now.
Speaker 6: My wife is forgetful, mister Clover. That's a good kind
of wife to have. What is it there, missus?
Speaker 10: Reed was in here for her diamond broach. I couldn't
find it.
Speaker 6: Why not? Why couldn't you find it?
Speaker 10: Missus Reed was furious. You promised her you'd have the
catch repaired by this morning.
Speaker 6: What's ready? Why couldn't you find it, Louise?
Speaker 10: I looked, It's not there on the repair rack. I
looked all right, but I couldn't find it.
Speaker 6: Call up Missus Reid and tell her your husband's here, Louise,
Tell her to stop in for a brooch. Well do it, Louise.
Speaker 2: You're not missing anything from this shop, are you, mister
Scully missing? Well, I don't know.
Speaker 6: I don't understand what you're talking about.
Speaker 2: A robbery, anything like that.
Speaker 6: You can joking. If I had a robbery, I know
i'd been robbed, wouldn't I You want anything else? Mister Clover? No,
then you'll pardon me, won't you? Sure you will?
Speaker 2: Gino, what's the matter to Tagler? You've got a big sadness.
Speaker 9: From your office window, Danny, you can see the harbor.
Speaker 2: In the young It makes you unhappy? Huh.
Speaker 9: Lady Jane Pugh, the ne'er do well girl detective from
London Town, She just pushed off from our fair shows. Danny.
The paper said she grew lonesome to eat an English
kipper in the fog.
Speaker 2: It happens to a girl sometimes.
Speaker 9: You're fighting me, Danny. Don't do that at a time
like this.
Speaker 2: There's only one thing to do with a grief like yours.
Speaker 9: Geno, Tell me, Danny, don't tease me with it.
Speaker 2: Tell me bury it and work.
Speaker 4: You mean.
Speaker 9: I tried, Danny, don't help there. It is on your desk.
Speaker 2: You buried your grief in this symbol, a part of it.
Speaker 9: The rest what's in the envelope is loose from the
FBI concerning the fingerprints of the man now in the
morgue whom you found bullet holed in the alley. They
matched them to a minor hoodlum name of Johnny Malloy,
used to work our fair city, crossed a few sweaty
palms with silver address on the I informed them his new.
Speaker 2: Address finally caught up with him, as you know. Yeah,
Danny Clover speaking, This is Rosemary Nelson.
Speaker 12: Mister Clover, can you come to our house right away?
Speaker 2: Please?
Speaker 8: Oh did you say, Rosemary Nelson?
Speaker 7: I'm Charles Crandall's fiance.
Speaker 8: He told you about me.
Speaker 10: He says, it's about the ring he gave me, the
engagement ring. I don't want it or him anymore.
Speaker 2: Please come, what's your address, Rosemary?
Speaker 12: The brownstone with a marble stoop, eighteen twenty seven West
fifty eight.
Speaker 2: You'll be here right away.
Speaker 9: You're going out, Danny. You mind if you want to
leave me alone with a memory, It's all right.
Speaker 8: Go ahead, Danny. I'll be all right.
Speaker 9: I've been alone before. Bye, Danny.
Speaker 8: Don't pay any attention to a mister Clover. She's upset.
I love his call up sets, girl like Rosemary. I
know we've had them before.
Speaker 2: And that's all it is. Rosemary, just a quarrel that
needs a policeman to referee.
Speaker 10: Look at this ring, mister Clover.
Speaker 2: Beautiful star sapphire.
Speaker 9: Take it.
Speaker 4: I to want it.
Speaker 10: Give it back to whoever Charlie got it from.
Speaker 8: You know where I got it from, Who I got
it from, how I got it. Don't make a tear
stained production out of it.
Speaker 7: I'm not crying, Charlie, not anymore.
Speaker 12: That's one thing I used to like about you.
Speaker 10: You never gave me a reason to cry.
Speaker 8: You got a star sapphire, didn't you? Is that what
eats you because you never had a thing like that before.
Because the star shoots painstry your head.
Speaker 3: Leave me alone, Just you leave me alone.
Speaker 6: You hear Rose?
Speaker 2: Rose? Ho? Where'd you get the ring? Charles?
Speaker 8: Honey, Rose Baby, listen to me.
Speaker 4: I told you.
Speaker 8: I'll tell the police.
Speaker 2: I got in a Scully's Jewelry Star a little while ago.
I noticed a little square, clean place in the window,
like where a ring box had been. This the ring, Charles.
Speaker 8: Yeah, yeah, you need an engagement ring, lonely man.
Speaker 4: Take it.
Speaker 8: Looks like I don't need it anymore.
Speaker 2: Alan Griffith, good it for you? Like she said, she
wouldn't half price and everything.
Speaker 8: Half price and everything you could go ask her, except
I read in the paper she's dead, so you'll have
to take my word for it.
Speaker 12: You were with her, You were with her, and she
sold you the room, and now she's dead and you
want me to wear it.
Speaker 8: Get him out of here, Get him out. Yeah, why
don't you do that, mister clue? It ain't the same
between Rosemary and me anymore, So why don't you do
like the pretty girl ass?
Speaker 2: Let's go. I'm sorry, Rose, Leave.
Speaker 10: Me alone, Just you leave me alone.
Speaker 8: You're here What are you waiting for?
Speaker 2: Kappa?
Speaker 4: What is?
Speaker 8: What? Are you gonna hold me on suspicion of murder
until I come up with a new.
Speaker 5: One, Danny, Danny over here in the squad cop woman
down her headquarters, Danny turning the air blue with complaints
about Scully.
Speaker 2: Tell us about it on the way down. I'll pass
the time for all of us, you, me and our
boy Charlie.
Speaker 4: Well, finally, this is Danny Clover. Miss Christy.
Speaker 7: What am I supposed to do? Put two fingers in
my mouth and a whistle.
Speaker 2: You made a complaint about a jeweler named Scully. What's
the complaint?
Speaker 7: Don't talk to me like that.
Speaker 4: I'll handle it for you, Danny.
Speaker 5: Now look, miss Christy, you told me something about a
watching about scully jewelry store.
Speaker 4: I want you to tell mister Clover that's the matter.
Speaker 7: You got him Niesia's Sonny.
Speaker 4: Please tell him.
Speaker 7: It's about my layaway plan. Whirl that around for a while.
Speaker 4: Danny, this is a mad dream.
Speaker 2: We lost that one planning, Miss Christy.
Speaker 7: I told you it's my lay away land, a lay
away plus.
Speaker 2: You mean you bought something for mister Scully on a
layoway plan? What did you lay away, miss Christy.
Speaker 7: A watch for man's wrist. I'm curting figure a bullevard
make him happy.
Speaker 2: They still haven't told us what the complaint is.
Speaker 7: That's Scully for eleven months now. I've been paining down
on the watch. See come in with the last payment
in my hot little fist.
Speaker 8: No watch.
Speaker 7: Scully tries to sell me another one.
Speaker 2: That watch have a gold face, gold wristband, and if.
Speaker 7: You flip open its backside, there's seventeen jewels visible to
the If you'll pardon the expression, naked.
Speaker 4: Eye, Hey Danny, that sounds like the watch we found
that guy in the alley.
Speaker 2: Yeah, entertainer Mugovin.
Speaker 7: The man who said Sonny entertain.
Speaker 2: Then a squad car and on the way to Scully's
jewelry shop. The gathering together of the after images of
two people dying item Miss Christy, the fact that her
wristwatch had disappeared from Scully's store had turned up on
a murdered man's wrist item Helen. The fact that she
had gotten a star sapphire from Scully had a big
saving the fact that she'd been murdered. Conclusion, mister Scully
had been robbed or he'd been giving away merchandise anyway.
It was a conclusion that needed mister Scully.
Speaker 6: What can I Oh, hell, mister Clover, is your wife here?
Scully in the back, short and stock?
Speaker 2: Get her?
Speaker 6: Well, if it's important, mister Clover, but she's busy, get her,
mister Clover. Hello, Ray, Louise, Louise, come here for a minute.
Leave it and come here, mister Clover once, mister Clover,
you remember the policeman will tell him to come back.
Speaker 2: George.
Speaker 10: If you stop me in the middle of the stock,
I'll forget what I've done.
Speaker 2: Don't worry about Missus Scully. It won't take long.
Speaker 10: What do you want? I told you I couldn't recognize
those people.
Speaker 2: I know your husband couldn't either.
Speaker 6: What's the matter. Don't you believe us?
Speaker 10: Yeah, don't you believe us?
Speaker 2: Tell me something, Missus Scully. Did your husband ever locate
Missus Reed's diamond brooch, the one that needed the catch
fixed to? Why?
Speaker 6: Ask Carr ask me, yeah, yeah, I found it.
Speaker 10: You mean I founded George, You remember we laugh from
when I found it in the repair case. After looking
there a dozen times. I just couldn't understand.
Speaker 2: It because when you looked a dozen times. It wasn't there.
Tell her where it was, Scully.
Speaker 6: What are you trying to do to this clover?
Speaker 2: Tell her where the brooch was, Scully, and the wristwatch
and the star sapphire ring.
Speaker 6: Oh he's crazy, Louise's. I don't know what he's trying
to do.
Speaker 10: Oh my, George. Well, George, I'm not gonna lie for you.
You might as well know that, after all, you've done
something wrong. I know I'm a plain woman, George, and
I'm in my forties, and I make myself forget a
lot of things, but not this, George.
Speaker 6: She doesn't know what she's talking about.
Speaker 10: You lied to me, George, Scully. You said you took
your coat to the cleaners, and you never did. When
I was in there today, the cleaning man asked me
about you. Said you hadn't been in for such a
long time.
Speaker 6: Oh, I had told you a little quite, lie, Louise,
I lost my coat.
Speaker 10: Must have lost the keys to the store too. Is
that why we've been using.
Speaker 2: Mind about how that hoodlum Johnny Molloy looted your sharp
Scully walked in and took your coat when you had
it off.
Speaker 6: Well, when it's hot, a man takes off his coat,
but your.
Speaker 2: Keys were in the pockets. Why didn't you report it
to the police.
Speaker 10: Because you were with that woman again, weren't you, George.
That's why you couldn't report it.
Speaker 6: But I was only drinking with her in a buck.
Speaker 10: I don't care what you were doing, after all, you
promise me, Louise. I I lied for you about the pictures,
but I'm not gonna lie anymore, not about her, even if.
Speaker 8: She is dead, Louise, what do you want me to say?
Speaker 2: I don't know. Tell her you killed Johnny Malloy, only
he didn't have the loot. He'd already given it to Helen,
so you had to strangle her to get it, and
you got it.
Speaker 6: Hey, I don't know what got into me, Louise. I
didn't want you to know. Such a beautiful night I
was walking along, I stopped to light my pipe, was
in front of the bar, and I heard a tap
on the window.
Speaker 2: Was Helen.
Speaker 6: She waved me in and I I just didn't want
you to know, but.
Speaker 10: You promised you wouldn't. Now, look at you, George, Scully,
You're a murderer.
Speaker 2: I think we'd better go.
Speaker 6: Scully Louise, you got to help me. We'll get a lawyer.
Speaker 2: He'll tell you what to say.
Speaker 10: I won't lie, George. I just am not going to
lie anymore.
Speaker 2: In May, the night sighs down on Broadway like a
rosy promise. Someone smiles and takes your hand, whispers, and
for an instant the lights are brighter, the noise louder,
and your scream mixes well with the scream of the night.
It's Broadway, the gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest smile
in the world. Broadway My Beat.
Speaker 3: Broadway's My Beat stars Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover,
with Charles Calvert as Tartaglia and Jack Krusian as Muggavin.
The program was produced and directed by Eliot Lewis, with
musical score composed and conducted by Alexander Courage. In Tonight's story,
lou Merrill was heard as George Scully, Jeannette Nolan as
Louise Scully, and Adam Williams as Charles crandall others in
the cast were Peggy Webber and Joy Terry. Say there
singing Again's current phantom voice is really a phantom. For
the past two Saturdays.
Speaker 6: She's mystified everyone.
Speaker 3: Jan Murray's call and his Coast to coast sing it
Again phone tonight. Jan may call you if you can
name the phantom. She's worth three thousand dollars in cold
hard cash. So stay tuned now 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.
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who got killed. It's a bit risky if you're a
local and going to remain locatable and the person who
you're victimizing knows who you are. And that's even if
the killer is not homicidally inclined. Sergeant Tartaglia is confusing
me a little bit about the British girl, Detective. Maybe
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Speaker 12: The first weekend in March she disappeared on a Saturday.
Speaker 6: Well that's three months ago, miss Dailey. How is it
this wasn't reported sooner?
Speaker 12: Was another effect? I halfway expected her husband to report it.
I talked to him about it. When Bernice has gone
two weeks, she didn't seem too worried.
Speaker 2: Is there any reason for him not to worry?
Speaker 12: Well, there is no way. You see, Bernice has gone
off before. About a year ago, she picked up mont
to Arizona without telling anybody. When she came back, she
said she just wanted to get away for a while.
She didn't want to be around here.
Speaker 7: Well how long did she stay away that time?
Speaker 12: Almost a month?
Speaker 6: Well how about your sister's married life? She get along
with her husband a.
Speaker 12: Well, first five years they were married, it worked all right.
Then it sort of turned the sour.
Speaker 8: I don't know what happened.
Speaker 12: They used to happy what was the trouble? Do you
know that's funny part?
Speaker 7: I don't.
Speaker 12: I wouldn't even know who to blame for, Jimmy or Bernice.
Speaker 2: Both of them.
Speaker 12: Started drinking a lot pretty heavy seeing me Around that time,
Jimmy began to get a little funny.
Speaker 8: See has he ever been violent towards he says to
miss Dale Emmy.
Speaker 2: Has he struck her or anything like that? Oh?
Speaker 12: No, really, Jimmy's kind of a milk toast character, timid,
skinny most of the time, afraid to say boo. Yesterday
I went over to the house to visit Jimmy. I
tried to make conversation. He just sat in his chair
reading a book. Every time I mentioned Bernie, he'd kind
of look up and growl at me. I got sick
of it. I put on my coat and started.
Speaker 2: For the door.
Speaker 12: He followed me.
Speaker 2: Did you say anything at all?
Speaker 7: Yes.
Speaker 12: When I opened the door, I turned around say goodbye.
You know, he had this real horrible look on his face.
He said it right out loud, playing his day.
Speaker 2: What's that?
Speaker 12: He said, You'd be surprised if I killed her, wouldn't
you You'd be surprised.
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