Speaker 1: Welcome to the great Detectives of Old time radio from Boise, Idaho.
This is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we're
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It is truly appreciated. But now, from December the eighth,
nineteen fifty here is the ben Justin murder case.
Speaker 2: Broadway's My Beat from Times Square to Columbus Circle. The gaudiest,
the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world. Broadways
my beat with Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover. And
when it's December and the winter is caught hold, Broadway
comes up with a miracle. Silver trees grow out of
the sidewalks. Men with beards and red velvet suits suddenly
appear from out of the bowery dedicate themselves to being jolly,
and reindeer roam the tundra of the spectaculars. It's a
time of crosbye records, noses against department store windows, and
wishing you had kept up the Christmas club payments. Everybody's happy,
Even the finance company sends you seasons greetings. The atmosphere
hadn't touched. The alley littered and dark, except for a
stark cone from a flashlight held by a policeman. Up here.
Speaker 3: Shut twice in the back.
Speaker 2: Come on, come on, doc, take a look.
Speaker 4: Doc.
Speaker 3: Let's put him on the stretcher. I don't think this
one's got much time. Give me a hand here.
Speaker 2: Easy, having a hospital in five minutes.
Speaker 3: Who he is muggling? Yeah, the wallets has been justin here.
Speaker 2: It is the ideas and what happened?
Speaker 5: I think he knows who shot him, Danny. He was
saying you'll get even any names.
Speaker 2: Easy with him.
Speaker 3: Now, just slide the stretcher in here.
Speaker 2: We'll ride with him. Let's go mugg h Okay.
Speaker 6: Joe, let's get this ambulance on the road.
Speaker 2: Who are you going to kill? Ben?
Speaker 3: Watch it, Denny?
Speaker 2: Here, hold a bottle up like this. Yeah, sorry, ever
talked to him? You better hurry? Who shot you? Ben?
Can you hear me? Ben? Ben?
Speaker 7: Wait a second, hey, Joe, you can take it easy,
take your time.
Speaker 3: He's dead, Denny.
Speaker 2: Then the slow ride through swarming avenues, the slow tolling
of the ambulance bell because the rhythm of death is slow,
and through the windows of the moving car, the procession
of fleeting faces, of melting forms scurrying from the bitter
touch of an unknown wind. Then suddenly at a stop,
because death in the city must wait its turn, the
face peering in avid for a furtive glimpse of pain,
seeing only the shroud covered man turning away in regret.
The ambulance moves again, and within it silence, because there
are no more questions that can be asked of the dead.
At headquarters, the setting up of a file on Ben
justin the word murdered neatly typed in triplicate, then the
fragments of his life drifting in to be pieced together,
to be entered under the correct heading, on the correct line.
Ben Justin lived in an apartment on West eighty sixth.
He was married to a woman named Evelyn. Go there,
ask her the question the dying man wouldn't answer.
Speaker 8: Ben didn't tell you he was bleeding to death, and
he wouldn't tell you who killed him.
Speaker 2: No, miss Justin, I like him.
Speaker 9: For that, for a lot of other reasons, but this
one's the best.
Speaker 2: And you will want to help us find his murderer.
Speaker 9: No Ah, that's your job. That's what you get paid for.
Speaker 2: They shot him down in an hour, all right, But that's.
Speaker 8: How I feel about things. You get what you work
for in this world. No one can do it for you.
You want Ben's killer? Find him that way. He belonged
to you, just you.
Speaker 2: If you know something, missus Justin, we can hold you.
Speaker 9: Now.
Speaker 8: Wherever did you get an idea like that? How would
I know who killed Ben?
Speaker 9: It's his secret. He's taking it to his grave with him.
Speaker 2: Maybe I didn't tell you. Ben's last words were that
he would kill him with his bare.
Speaker 9: Hands and can't do that now, Kenny.
Speaker 2: But you can do something, missus justin. You can tell
me about Ben. You can tell me who wanted him dead.
Speaker 8: Tell you about Ben. I could take my lifetime, but
I'll brief it down for you. Ben did good bye me,
dressed me in fancy clothes, showy, showed me off to
his friends, didn't mind if one made a play for me,
grined it off, grinned about it when we got home,
cuffed me a little, and we got to sleep laughing.
That's about Ben.
Speaker 2: Doesn't help us much.
Speaker 8: Then try this. Ben used to work for the Imperial
Insurance Company and investigator. Go ask them about Ben. I
bet those insurance people knew more about him than even
his wife knew. It's their business, Imperial Insurance on Lower Broadway.
You can excuse yourself now, mister Clover. I want to
go over my wardrobe pick out a black dress for
Ben's funeral.
Speaker 9: Silk, yeah, silk. He liked me in it.
Speaker 10: Yeah, it's very intriguing what you tell me, mister Clover. Look,
why don't we go downstairs and chat about it over
a cup of coffee?
Speaker 2: Now, mister Cogan, you don't.
Speaker 10: Understand, kid, I haven't had my breakfast. How can I
do my best for Imperial Insurance without something hot in.
Speaker 2: My stomach trying to find out who killed a man?
Speaker 10: For this, I have to miss my breakfast. I tell
you don't understand. My wife sleeps in the morning. She doesn't.
Speaker 2: Justin used to work for you. I want you to
give me what you know about him now, because it
won't wait.
Speaker 10: On an empty stomach. All right, all right, Yeah, he
worked for us, one of our hottest cases. You're a goal.
He kissed us goodbye.
Speaker 2: You don't know anything about him after that. You're just
a little kid.
Speaker 10: Did I say that I know a lot about Ben?
Let me open my mouth a little.
Speaker 2: Huh, it's open.
Speaker 10: A year ago we put Ben on the Colton murder case.
Remember it? Who doesn't Missus Colton found murdered, shot to
death in her house on Long Island. That one cost
us the company one hundred.
Speaker 2: Grand police for handlegate. Why did you put a private
investigator on here?
Speaker 10: I don't let it bother you. Justin Flop two, he
said he couldn't find a thing to prove that Missus.
Colton's nephew and his wife committed the man. Remember Johnny
and dotty Reid, the lovable kids that all of us
thought were the murderers the state us till they were acquitted,
no evidence, not even from our own boy Ben.
Speaker 2: After that, Ben quit.
Speaker 10: How did you know? Oh? I told you. Yeah, he
turned in a memo that we should pay the kids
the one hundred grand insurance. The ant left, the boy
shook hands all around, resigned. Then right away we find
out he was making merry with the read kids all
over town in their home.
Speaker 2: How do you know that it was a password in
our office?
Speaker 10: How Ben and his wife were always in the company
of the kids.
Speaker 2: Why the kids were acquitted. They have the right to
make their own friends for.
Speaker 10: One hundred grand? We keep trying. Ugh, do I get
coffee now?
Speaker 2: Yeah, here's a dime. Let it be on me.
Speaker 11: Hello, what can I do for you?
Speaker 2: My name is Danny Clover from the police. Yeah. Is
your name Reid?
Speaker 3: Yeah?
Speaker 2: I wondered.
Speaker 11: You've got to look in your eyes. You want to
talk to me, don't you come then?
Speaker 10: And here?
Speaker 3: I know that.
Speaker 11: Look, mister Clover, the police and I have been chill
me before. Is your wife here vacuuming your rugs?
Speaker 4: And the.
Speaker 11: Doddy Doddy?
Speaker 12: Yeah?
Speaker 3: What do you want, Johnny, turn off the lord.
Speaker 11: And come in here?
Speaker 2: You got a call her?
Speaker 11: I hope you don't mind the way Doddy looks holiday cleaning.
Speaker 3: What'd you say?
Speaker 11: Oh? This is Danny Clover. Dody's from the police.
Speaker 12: I'll be honest with you, mister Clover. I'm busy.
Speaker 2: Well, just a few questions about Ben Justin.
Speaker 11: I guess I'm right, Daddy, huh. As soon as I
saw this morning, s Pape, I told you a policeman
would be twirling his hat at the door.
Speaker 9: Then you talk to him.
Speaker 12: Johnny, I've got to get my work done.
Speaker 2: Fraid you'll have to hold it off for about five minutes.
Speaker 12: Misery, do you have a warrant?
Speaker 2: I don't need one. All I wanted.
Speaker 11: Dotty gets all mixed up ever since the cops scattered
at dead last year. She just could be lost and
the only person around a cop, and she wouldn't ask
him which way was home.
Speaker 9: Johnny isn't kidding cops.
Speaker 2: How well did you to know Ben Justin?
Speaker 12: We're not going to his funeral, not even flowers.
Speaker 11: Mister Clover.
Speaker 2: Funny, I heard you were pretty good friends.
Speaker 12: Two weeks ago, Johnny and I took turns, yawning in
his face. He still wouldn't go home.
Speaker 2: Then he used to drop in here often, maybe a
couple of times a month.
Speaker 11: When I shook his hand after we were acquitted, he
took that to mean, buddy, he couldn't get through his
head out of shaking anybody's hand.
Speaker 2: Ben Justin tried to send you to the chair. I
don't understand either, did we. You inherited a lot of
money when your aunt was killed in your mister read you.
Speaker 12: People can't leave us alone, can you.
Speaker 11: You shouldn't have said mystic Clovid that he's going to
be upset all day.
Speaker 12: It's going to be like this for the rest of
our lives, no matter what we do, where we go,
it's going to be the same way. Get him out
of here, Johnny, get him out of here.
Speaker 11: I heard him mistic clover better get out that he's busy.
Speaker 5: If I turn on the radiated daddy, it's cold in here.
Speaker 3: Huh.
Speaker 2: You stand it.
Speaker 5: And you've been over and over the transcript of a
euro trial maybe a hundred times. You want something juicy
to read, try this.
Speaker 3: Pulp that's good. Huh, tells me the.
Speaker 5: Thrilling things detectives have happened to them for two bits.
Speaker 3: It thrills even me the things that go on.
Speaker 2: Missus Colton was killed with Johnny Read's gun. Ow ballistics
man proved it, brought it in evidence Exhibit A.
Speaker 3: But no fingerprints, no fingerprints, and if you.
Speaker 5: Read the transcript another one hundred times, there still won't
be any What are you trying to build it?
Speaker 2: Bothers me?
Speaker 5: You mind mugovin, Danny, listen, the kid had a right
to the gun. Messenger boy for a brokerage house, briefcases
full of stocks and bonds, sometimes even money.
Speaker 3: A boy needs a gun in a career like that.
They present him with it courtesy of the hot.
Speaker 2: But kill his aunt and now two kids with one
hundred thousand dollars.
Speaker 5: The gun could have been stolen from him, Just like
he said, his wife put her arms around him. He
felt different somehow to her without the gun. That was
the first they knew what was missing. Just like they
said in court, Yeah, I don't understand what you're after, Danny.
The kids were acquitted. I know they said they spent
the day picnicking on the Jersey palisades. Nobody could prove different.
Nobody could prove they were at the murderhouse that day.
Speaker 2: They were acquitted. They told you, I know, Muggavun, and
what's with you?
Speaker 5: You think you found a free and easy way to
solve Ben Justin's murder.
Speaker 3: I take it back, Danny. I didn't mean to say that.
Speaker 2: I'm so chummy with the read kids.
Speaker 3: You mean Justin and his wife.
Speaker 2: Do you care about anyone else?
Speaker 5: Justin was a top insurance investigator. He couldn't find a
thing to prove that the kids were anywhere else but
eating ham and cheese sandwiches on the palisades. That sensed
it when an insurance company.
Speaker 13: Danny, you gotta go. You just got it here. I
brought you off a cook I'll help you into it.
Speaker 2: It's not too much to tag lea Where am I going.
Speaker 13: To the residents of one missus Evel and Justin? She
just phoned in, Danny. She was crying, then screaming in
between said Chris and screams was sandwiched that someone was
trying to kill her. I made it go slow so
I could take it down in shorthand here Danny, how
very words?
Speaker 2: Yeah, get your coat, Muggaviun. It's a cold ride down
miss Hall muggering.
Speaker 3: Come on, think you should I have taken that car.
Speaker 2: Sounds real quiet in there, black of Danny lean on
the bell muggling.
Speaker 5: Yeah, then it should happened to take it him.
Speaker 2: Missus, justin watch it, Danny.
Speaker 5: The place is a furnace, missus, justin, Danny, you canick
him in the o'll be crazy.
Speaker 3: I don't understand what happened.
Speaker 2: We rang the bell, We blow the place up. You
are listening to Broadways My Beat, written by Morton Fine
and David Friedkin and starring Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover.
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Broadway opens wide its loud speakers, takes last year's tinselapa
back shelf considers its tarnish shrugs and hangs it in
a doorway, in a shop window just above the summer
resorts sports shirt sprinkled with artificial snow and decked with
dust covered holly. It makes glints in the winter sun,
sways gently in the winter's wind. It makes you all
warm inside, doesn't it. Kid? The warm eyed women walking by,
hugging the warm fur close to them makes you marry.
And the music floating out of the metallic throats, good,
h kid, But turn it up that way. You won't
hear the dissonance of death. That way, it won't intrude
that explosion uptown. Anyone killed, No one knows yet, but
when they do, it'll be given to you. Hot off.
The press is shining from the transluxe gift wrapped with
red ribbons. But before that happens, they've got to clear
away the charred litter, hold the crowds back. I'm sure
the lady her kid wasn't in there. You don't know
where he is. And then finally a man comes up
to you.
Speaker 3: Talk clear now, Danny, we can go in.
Speaker 2: They find anything.
Speaker 5: Uh huh, they said in the kitchen, they said to
watch ourselves.
Speaker 3: The walls are still smoking.
Speaker 2: Okay, let's go chay.
Speaker 5: Yeah, he said in the kitchen. Uh huh, watch it, Danny, dohie,
don't look anything.
Speaker 3: Come on, how much left is it? Danny? You were
here before? Not much left? Her broken up and smoked.
Hey yeah, missus justin explosion must have done it her, Danny,
the way she.
Speaker 2: The way she was beaten up first slugged. See here here, Yeah,
they made sure. How Danny, we hadn't rung the doorbell.
Maybe call it in magovin to homicide.
Speaker 13: Hi, hold, Danny, I comparing gifts from the boys and
technical to you.
Speaker 2: You thank them for me?
Speaker 13: You know it goes without saying Christmas is coming, Danny.
Courtesy is the matter.
Speaker 2: Of the season, without saying what have got?
Speaker 13: Gift number one, you are confirmed in your deduction that
missus Justin was slug left unconscious to to well, you
were there, Danny. I don't have to spell it out
for you. No, you know, for this peril of my
thanks this a poet once said, Yeah, Denny. Gift number two.
The doorbell was rigged to a booby trap of a
type commonly used in the last last What am I saying?
Ring the doorbell and boom blast.
Speaker 2: It was that professional.
Speaker 13: To the contrarywise is mister Gordon from Technical He says
it was a clumsy imitation.
Speaker 2: Gordon didn't like it.
Speaker 13: He sniffed his nose at it. However, the matter of
an infernal machine, what matters clumsy Denny?
Speaker 2: Anything else?
Speaker 13: Nothing else except an itching in my brain.
Speaker 3: Huh yeah.
Speaker 13: I am making out my Christmas list and it itches me.
Want to give my Shrick, the bald headed miracle detective
from Philadelphia for Christmas. The joy he has brought me,
I should return it with the Likewise, you you got
a suggestion, Danny.
Speaker 2: Only a question, Gena. How did you know it was
missus justin you talked on the phone.
Speaker 13: Well, she told me Danny several times. She told me.
What reason would I have to disblieve? Why the lady
tells me you're trying to make out him a gull
of a Danny?
Speaker 2: You know hardly Geno.
Speaker 13: Likewise, I'm sure when they tell you that.
Speaker 2: Name, we'll see if you're Hanny Clover speaking.
Speaker 10: This is Swifty Crenshaw of the thirty fourth Street Post Office.
Mister Clover. They referred me to you. Why because I'm
holding some undelivered mail from missus Evelyn justin. Bet you'd
love to get your hands on it?
Speaker 2: Yeah, I would.
Speaker 10: Bye, just ask for Swifty Crenshaw. Everybody knows me.
Speaker 4: I know.
Speaker 13: Who was it?
Speaker 2: Danny A Swifty Crench show from the post office.
Speaker 13: Swift kran See see how you too can be a
gull of a Danny?
Speaker 2: You, mister Crenshaw.
Speaker 10: You bet.
Speaker 2: My name's Clover. I spoke to you on the phone
a little while ago.
Speaker 10: You bet. Just wait here here you are the mail
addressed to missus ben justin. Huh, there's not much there circular.
It's a few Christmas cards from people who heat our
message to mail early. One there that's sealed and the
center tried the mail a third class posters you do
on that one, But I guess we can forget it
at uh, I can save your trouble turning over that postcard.
It's for a free grease job with fifteen gallons of gas.
That other is for a book overdue with the library.
Speaker 2: You've been having yourself a time, haven't you. Mister Crenshaw? Hey,
you bet what's in this envelope?
Speaker 10: How do I know? It's no use holding an envelope
like that up to the light. It's Manila.
Speaker 2: It's postmark yesterday, addressed to missus ben justin the old
box six two six thirty fourth Street station in New York,
New York. Return address the same she addressed to herself.
Speaker 10: And what's in it?
Speaker 2: You bet? Mister Crenshaw.
Speaker 12: Hold on please, mister Jasper is looking up the records.
Speaker 2: Now, okay, okay, Tom to hurry.
Speaker 9: Mister Jasper will speak to you.
Speaker 3: Good mister Jasper on the phone.
Speaker 2: What about it? Jasper?
Speaker 5: You say you have a carbon copy of a subscription
form for Today's Lady magazine?
Speaker 12: Where did you get it?
Speaker 2: Get an envelope? Come on? Your girl said you were
looking it up, Jasper. The form is used by your company,
signed with the initials d F. Who is DF?
Speaker 3: Donald Fraser?
Speaker 5: He would have gotten four hundred points if he'd handled
the subscription in Why didn't he?
Speaker 2: Where does Donald Fraser live?
Speaker 5: Nineteen west sixties?
Speaker 3: He's a pretty good.
Speaker 2: Yeah, thanks, you better come along, mackavon, right, you.
Speaker 3: Ring the bill this time? Danny, Oh, I'll ring it.
I read someplace.
Speaker 5: If you're crashing an airplane, the first thing to do
is to go up in another one.
Speaker 2: Nah, you ring the bill daddy. Thanks, What do you
want you? Donald Fraser? So what do you want? We're
from the police, didn't you hear, Donald, We're from the police.
Speaker 3: Let's go inside.
Speaker 2: Sit down.
Speaker 3: Donald?
Speaker 2: You want a cigarette?
Speaker 3: Donald, I don't smoke. You drink?
Speaker 11: No.
Speaker 2: I can't stand the taste.
Speaker 3: He's got refined taste.
Speaker 2: Danny, you signed this magazine subscription for him, didn't you?
Didn't you? I don't know.
Speaker 3: You know you know, don't you?
Speaker 2: I signed it? All right? You took a magazine subscription
on November two, nineteen forty nine. That's the date in
this form.
Speaker 3: It's also the date Missus Colton was shot to death.
Speaker 2: So what's that got to do with anything? Got this
to do with it? It's a magazine subscription for missus Colton.
You took the subscription. Who signed it? I'll tell you you're
not kid Let him alone.
Speaker 7: Like I came by Missus Colton's that morning selling subscriptions.
Missus Colton said to come back later. She wanted time
to make up her mind.
Speaker 2: When you came back, Johnny Reid was there with his wife,
said lead him alone. Yeah, that's right. They were there
that day.
Speaker 7: The girl yelled up to her aunt and i'd come back,
Missus Colton said to take the subscription the girl signed
for her.
Speaker 3: That does it, Danny?
Speaker 2: Not quiet? Donald. Then Ben Justin got to you, didn't
he He was investigating the murder and tracked down a
lead that a magazine salesman was on the Colton block
that day.
Speaker 7: Right, yeah, yeah, the very next day, before I had
a chance to turn in the form into mister Jasper.
I shouldn't have done it. I know I shouldn't have
done it. For a thousand dollars.
Speaker 2: I didn't mean to do anything.
Speaker 3: He talked me into it.
Speaker 9: No, it's you. What do you want?
Speaker 2: Let's go inside, Missus Reed.
Speaker 12: Remember how busy I was yesterday. I'm busy here today,
too bad.
Speaker 2: I want to talk to you, and I want to
talk to your husband.
Speaker 12: All right, come in, h I've got an idea. Johnny's
gonna throw you right out, and I want to watch Johnny. Johnny.
Speaker 3: Look who's here?
Speaker 12: Johnny?
Speaker 1: Right?
Speaker 2: Oh?
Speaker 11: I can I get you something? I just broke out
a quart of beer?
Speaker 2: No thanks, I want to talk to you alone.
Speaker 11: Sure, sure, my pleasure. You make us some coffee.
Speaker 12: Daddy, I told him you were going to throw him
at Johnny you're making a lie. Just get the coffee, Daddy,
then you'll throw him out.
Speaker 11: If he annoys me. All right, Johnny, Nah, that's a
good word, mister Kloe.
Speaker 2: What you been doing with your soft lightly? Johnny? This
and that?
Speaker 11: I got enough money. I'm lucky with the horses. The
money gets used up and replenished.
Speaker 2: I under you.
Speaker 11: Yeah, got assist.
Speaker 2: That's fine. I'm glad to hear of it.
Speaker 11: Is this what you come all the way out here
to talk to me about?
Speaker 2: You impressed me the last time I talked to you.
Speaker 11: You kidding?
Speaker 2: No, I'm not so. You think Dotty needs any help
with the coffee?
Speaker 11: Probably she's all thumbs, but she doesn't like you, mister clok.
Speaker 2: Maybe if I help her with a coffee?
Speaker 11: Yeah, yeah, why don't you do that?
Speaker 3: Help her with the coffee.
Speaker 11: Mine's with cream. Mister Clover at two shoulders, what do
you want?
Speaker 2: I just came in to tell you to get your
hat and coat.
Speaker 12: That sounds familiar.
Speaker 3: That's right.
Speaker 2: You're under arrest, under arrest for murder.
Speaker 12: Let me tell you why it sounds from melia, mister Clover,
because it's happened before.
Speaker 2: What happened before a year ago?
Speaker 12: When Johnny and I were arrested for the murder of
his aunt, the police separated Johnny and me. Then one
cop came to me and said, Johnny confessed that way
I was supposed to break down. They did the same
thing to Johnny as a policeman. You're a real nothing,
mister Clover, a real nothing. You say you remember what
they tried on us before, Johnny trying to make us confess.
Your friend Clover just tried it again.
Speaker 11: Uh, Clover Cloth, all right, you had you fun. I
just think you ought to go home now.
Speaker 2: I've let my coffee yet that.
Speaker 11: He makes uchchlousy coffee. It really isn't worth it.
Speaker 2: I don't understand Ny, That's what I mean. Came here
to give you something for Chris. Maybe I'm a little early.
Maybe I should come back.
Speaker 11: If youre giving, we're receiving. What do you get this?
Speaker 2: The magazine subscription form that your wife signed last year
in your aunt's house.
Speaker 9: Where'd you get it from?
Speaker 2: Missus Justin's post office box at thirty four Street Station.
Speaker 11: You got to figure, mister Clove.
Speaker 2: Sure it's proof that the two of you were at
miss Colton's the day she was murdered. The piece of
evidence the DA didn't have at your trial, Johnny.
Speaker 12: They can't try it again, can they.
Speaker 11: You were planning to reopen the trial with new evidence, Danny.
Speaker 2: It won't be necessary. Justin bought this subscription form from
the salesman. He was blackmailing you with it, and a
little while ago he got afraid of you two passed
it on to his wife.
Speaker 11: That's why she added.
Speaker 2: That's where she mailed it for safe keeping after you
killed her husband. You thought you destroyed it when your
wife called headquarters and had me set off that booby trap.
Speaker 11: And now you got it. Merry Christmas, Danny. How much
you want?
Speaker 2: How much for you paying Justin before you killed them?
Speaker 11: Don't buy? And how much?
Speaker 2: All of it? Everything you got? I want you to
sign a confession you and your wife.
Speaker 11: Let me sit on think about it. Serve the coffee, daddy.
Speaker 2: I'm gonna stir it with that gun.
Speaker 11: No, I'm gonna kill you with the gun. You want
one slug or two?
Speaker 2: Listen put jo.
Speaker 12: You donn have half of it, mister Clover, all of it.
You can have anything you want.
Speaker 2: I've got what I want. Let's get your coat, missus
Reid in the midnight cold, Broadway echoes with sounds you
hear only in darkness, the fleeting whispers that speckle places
where there's no sun. People pass and touch you, you
look down, their fingers of dust on your shoulder. It's Broadway,
the gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Broadway My Beat. Broadway Is My Beat stars Larry Thor
as Detective Danny Clover, with Charles Calvert as Tartaglia. The
program is produced and directed by Elliot Lewis, with musical
score composed and conducted by Alexander Courage. Included in tonight's
cast were Anthony Barrett, Sam Edwards Virginia, Greg Michael, Ann Barrett,
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and gentlemen. Tonight's This program concludes the present series of
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Speaker 4: Where what is it you want to know about?
Speaker 14: Do you know where mister Loomis? Harry runs a grocery
store near the high school.
Speaker 4: Yeah, old man Loomis. I could go down to the
store and eat lunch sometimes.
Speaker 15: Why how about a mister Collins, He runs another store
near the high school.
Speaker 4: Yeah, I know the place. Sometimes I go there too.
A bunch of the kids hanging around there during lunchtime.
Speaker 14: We've had quite a few complaints from Collins and Loomis
some of the other stores in the neighborhood too. We're
checking on some of them, but maybe you could help
us out, Harry.
Speaker 4: No, I couldn't help you any, mister Collins and that
old man Loomis. They don't like us and want to
get us in trouble. I think they're lying.
Speaker 11: Flying about what.
Speaker 4: About us kids stealing things out of their stores? I
bet they even told you I'm stealing.
Speaker 15: Things from them, are you, Harry?
Speaker 4: Of course not. They can't say any of us stole things.
They don't know. They can't prove anything.
Speaker 15: Do you know the man that distributes newspapers in your
neighborhood's done?
Speaker 3: Mister Brothy?
Speaker 4: Who?
Speaker 15: Mister Brothy, Some of the coin boxes on his newstands
have been broke. He thought maybe you could tell something
about that.
Speaker 4: Like me, I don't know any mister Brophy.
Speaker 14: Well he knows you, Harry. You saw your hanging around
one of the news stands one night. And there's something
else you say. You're trying to buy a bottle of
liquor in the neighborhood.
Speaker 15: Is that right? You've had three or four reports on you, Son,
What do you say you want to tell us about?
Speaker 4: They're crazy. I haven't done anything.
Speaker 14: Well, you've got nothing to worry about, Son, I will
tell you what better.
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