
Two great episodes from Broadway Is My Beat
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Danny Clover
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Narrator
Broadway's My Feet. From Times Square to Columbus Circle. The giest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Danny Clover
Broadway's My Peace With Larry Thor as Detective Danny Crof.
Narrator
Broadway. It's a promise you make to yourself in some dismal part of your life. Or it's a name you say like a curse. It's a place of golden women and mirrors of chrome. Or it's a beggar who will tear off a piece of his soul for a cup of coffee. It's anything you want, anytime you want it. And it's my beat. By 9 o'clock, police headquarters had settled down to its nighttime routine. So far, business was slow. I was sitting in my office straightening out the detail sheets that always accumulated on my desk.
Danny Clover
Lieutenant Clover. Good evening, sir.
Narrator
Well, Dr. McClure. Dr. Robbie McClure. It's a pleasure to see you. Sit down. Sit down.
Danny Clover
Thank you. Yes, thank you. Lieutenant.
Narrator
What's the matter? What's the matter, Doctor? You look pale.
Danny Clover
Well, I could give you all the clinical reasons for the way I look. Now, now, Lieutenant, let me get you something.
Narrator
Doctor, I'll be right.
Danny Clover
No, no, wait, Lieutenant. Last month there was a shooting. It's not that I want to confess to. It's the thing about. You should know about last month. The murders that the police never solved. Daddy, I don't want that to happen to Me? I don't want.
Narrator
Dr. McClure, Dr. Mc. Sergeant Zataglia.
Danny Clover
Yeah. Danny, come here. Yeah. What's your trouble?
Narrator
Danny, close the door.
Danny Clover
Now watch all. Danny, what's the matter with Doc McClure?
Narrator
He's dead.
Danny Clover
What?
Narrator
Flip this coat aside. You'll see why.
Danny Clover
Oh, Danny.
Narrator
The size of the wound. I'd save us from a.22 fired from up close.
Danny Clover
Yeah.
Narrator
Call downstairs and tell him about Dr. McClure. Then get a detail to find out everything you can about the doctor. Friends, relatives, bank account, everything.
Danny Clover
Right.
Narrator
And in the morning, I want the files on every murder that happened about 30 days ago. Unsolved murders on my desk in the morning.
Danny Clover
Right.
Narrator
Good. I'll see you now.
Danny Clover
Where are you going?
Narrator
Then I'm going to wind back McClure's life. I'm going to find out why he had to die. The great buildings of the city lean against the night in crazy tilted angles, like lighted toys deserted by a sleepy giant. There's a feeling that unless you walk carefully, you'll upset their insane balance. The Dr. Robbie McClure's office building was different. It sat square and solid on its haunches. And when you pressed the night buzzer, it growled at you.
Danny Clover
Well, show my mayor very Danny Clover the tor canter in me by cantering.
Narrator
The same old pepper.
Danny Clover
No, not the same, Danny. There are balls spots in these padlocks. And I ain't so quick to break from the starting gate like I used to. From a dashing mounted policeman to a flabby night watchman. Ah, that's a bit of Pastor Danny, me boy. A bit of pasture.
Narrator
Maybe you're wrong, Pippen. Maybe it's sweet pasture and you don't know it. Pippet. You know Dr. Robbie McClure, don't you?
Danny Clover
Sure, sure, I do. A great surgeon, but, ah, what a waste. What a waste.
Narrator
How do you mean, sure?
Danny Clover
He sure he was a genius. Sure should have been a veterinarian. What else could I mean? Danny, what the hell?
Narrator
Sir Short. You know what time he left his office tonight?
Danny Clover
I have. I do. I have it right here in me book. Now let me take a look. Oh, yes, there it is. 8:40 in the pier.
Narrator
Was he alone?
Danny Clover
No, no. He was in the company of the prettiest racist looking filliest than my pleasure since I cavorted and devoted police.
Narrator
Did you have her signature?
Danny Clover
Oh, no. She was a doctor's patient. A guest or best dress for tomorrow night. Watchmen are discreet, Danny. Some ladies, they don't ask to sign out.
Narrator
Ask them from now on, Pippett, huh? I mean it. You got any idea where they went?
Danny Clover
No, Danny, but they took a cabinet hack stand out there in front.
Narrator
Did you see whose cab they took?
Danny Clover
Yes, I did. I did. I opened the door for them. They took Irv Newman's cabin. If you want nerve, you'll probably find a bit at home. I know those hackish goods, you know.
Narrator
Well, thanks, Pivot. If you get a lump of sugar in the mail, it's from me.
Danny Clover
What do you want? Hey, it's Danny. Hi, Irv. Hey, Rose, it's Danny. Danny. Danny Clover of New York's finest.
Georgia Webb
Going to help me wash the dishes already?
Danny Clover
Pay no attention to Rose, Danny. She's moody tonight. Come on in. Come on in.
Narrator
Thanks, Irv.
Danny Clover
Sit down, Danny. Sit down. Irvine, may I offer you something? A glass of tea, A cold beer? I got it. How about one of Rose's blinkers, huh? Hey, Rose.
Narrator
Never mind, Irv. Don't bother Rose.
Danny Clover
What's the bother? Even if she's moody, she can't rassy up a blink.
Narrator
I'm here on business. Er, some other time.
Danny Clover
Oh, business. Hey, Rose, come here, huh? Shut off Caruso, huh? Make quiet, Caruso.
Georgia Webb
Quite. You.
Danny Clover
Caruso. Caruso. Now we'll talk. Danny, what kind of business brings you down here to Orchard Street? The land of the knish and the bagel?
Narrator
Pippett told you drove Dr. McClure somewhere tonight, Herb. Where'd you drive him?
Danny Clover
Park Avenue. Yeah, here's the address. Danny. I was just making out my records.
Narrator
Thanks. Was he alone at first?
Danny Clover
No. Later? Yes.
Narrator
Translation.
Danny Clover
First he is with a doll. Lean over, Danny. Rose shouldn't hear. Exhaustic type doll, you know what I mean. Then he is without the dollar. Around 50th, she opens the door of the hack and slips out into the traffic. McClure tells me to keep going. I think they had an argument.
Narrator
What about, Danny?
Danny Clover
I'm the type to eavesdrop, especially when they shut that glass panel.
Narrator
The address Irv Newman gave me was a study in millionaire respectability. Scrub Park Avenue brownstone. The butler took my hat and sighed and told me it was all right to go down the corridor into the living room if I tiptoed. I did. Then, all of a sudden, it hit me. The light from a couple hundred bulbs set in a crystal chandelier. When I finally squinted through it, I couldn't quite believe it wasn't the size of the room that was only about a hundred yards long. It was the walls from ceiling to floor and all the way the walls were decked with murals. Mother Goose murals. Paintings of every fairy tale and nursery rhymes character in the book. And on the floor, smack dab between Marjorie dawn or Seesaw and Jack and his Feedstock, sat a man. He was wearing three things. A goatee, a full dress and a beanie Three Propeller type.
Danny Clover
Well, hello there.
Narrator
And hello to you.
Danny Clover
My butler said your name was Danny Clover, but my butler lies. What is your name, sir?
Narrator
Danny Clover.
Danny Clover
You see what I mean? Grab a toy out of the toy box, sir, and sit down.
Narrator
Mr. Fletcher.
Danny Clover
Yeah. Here, Here. Take my latest product. Child psychologists claim it's remarkable for improving the coordination and tactile responses of a four year old.
Narrator
Really? Has it helped you?
Danny Clover
Immeasurably. We place the ball in the cup. So. Then we squeeze this lever. So.
Narrator
Yep.
Danny Clover
Then we catch the ball. Oops, we missed.
Narrator
Yes, we overestimated that. Thousand. Now, Mr. Fletcher. Oh, well.
Danny Clover
Colby, Fletch, don't stand on ceremony just because I'm the president.
Narrator
Oh, does Margaret know?
Danny Clover
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. I mean the president of the Fletcher Toy Company. I make toys for children, sir. I bring gay bits of sunshine into their otherwise drab little lives. And as you see, I test my products before I market them. Incidentally, sir, what is your business?
Narrator
Police.
Danny Clover
Police. Police.
Narrator
Up here screaming. You'll wake up Snow White over there, sir.
Danny Clover
What right have you to be in my house?
Narrator
Technically, none, Mr. Bletcher, but there's a.
Danny Clover
Little matter of A matter of invasion of privacy. What do you want?
Narrator
There's Dr. McClure here this evening. Dr. Robin McClure?
Danny Clover
In a word, yes.
Narrator
Why was he here?
Danny Clover
I'm his patient. Is that a good medicinal reason?
Narrator
Simply sterile. Are you a sick man, Mr. Fletcher? You don't look sick.
Danny Clover
Dr. McClure says I'm a hypochondriac. But he gives me pills.
Narrator
I take them.
Danny Clover
They make me feel better. Ergo, I must have been sick before I took the pills.
Narrator
One more thing, Mr. Fletcher. Who was with Dr. McClure?
Danny Clover
I beg your pardon?
Narrator
Or maybe she stayed in the cab that brought him here. Who was she, Mr. Fletcher?
Danny Clover
Oh, that one.
Narrator
Yes.
Danny Clover
I peeked out the window and saw her waiting in the cab. Oh, beautiful, isn't she? Striking. One of the most striking women I ever saw.
Narrator
I blew at the top propeller in Fletcher's beanie, and then the butler came in and ushered me out in the down draft.
Georgia Webb
Lying.
Narrator
Must have been one of the little games they played in that Million Dollar House. Fletch said the butler lied. Then Fletcher lied About a girl he hadn't seen. A girl who was a question mark or unanswered in the murder of Dr. Robbie McClure. If I was going to wind back McClure's life, I needed some sleep. All that got wound up were the sheets in my bed. And in the morning, I started it all over again in the good doctor's office.
Georgia Webb
We're early. The doctor hasn't come in yet. You'll have to wait.
Narrator
Everything about her was anonymous. The white shoes, the white stockings, the starched white uniform, the starched white face. The mouth, scarlet and thin that she wore like a ribbon of merit for a new patient.
Georgia Webb
Fill out this card, please.
Narrator
Not a patient. The police lieutenant Danny Clover brought away special details.
Georgia Webb
Oh. Did Dr. McClure ask you to come here?
Narrator
You could say it that way. I'm here to investigate his death.
Georgia Webb
What? Something happened to.
Narrator
He died in my office. He was murdered.
Danny Clover
I don't believe.
Narrator
I don't believe. I'm sorry you had to be told like that, but we don't always have time to be gentle. You were his nurse, Miss?
Georgia Webb
Hell, yes, I know him. I had an aggregation test to make on some Rh negative blood. Lieutenant. May I do that while you investigate?
Narrator
Go right ahead. Where do I find the doctor's patient record?
Georgia Webb
In that metal file.
Narrator
Buff, you've been with the doctor long or something?
Georgia Webb
Three years. Pardon me, Lieutenant. I need that slide.
Narrator
It's the usual question. Did he have any enemies?
Georgia Webb
He knew him. What do you think, Lieutenant?
Narrator
Doesn't matter what I think.
Georgia Webb
He was a fine man, generous and kind. I need that tonight.
Narrator
Oh, sorry. This is strange Mutation file.
Georgia Webb
What? Strange?
Narrator
This card has a name and a date. All the other cards are filled with case histories. All this has is a name and a date. Dorothy Rivers, June 29th. Isn't that strange, Ms. Elliot?
Georgia Webb
The files were the doctor's responsibility. He had his own way of keeping.
Narrator
Then you don't know anything about a patient named Dorothy Rivers or this date?
Georgia Webb
Nothing, Lieutenant.
Narrator
Now take this with me.
Georgia Webb
You're the police. You do anything you like. I'll have to turn the lights out now, Lieutenant, for the test.
Narrator
Go ahead, Ms. Elliot. Go ahead. This will do for now. Thank you, Ms. Ellis.
Georgia Webb
Goodbye, Lieutenant. Ms. Rivers. Ms. Dorothy Rivers. Dr. McClure's office. We advise a rest, a long rest in a quiet place.
Danny Clover
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Narrator
There's this thing about Broadway. It can tickle you under the chin and make clucking noises, or it can slap your heart across the mouth and laugh. Either way, you get hurt. Right now, the receiving end of the slap was the police department for various and sundry unsolved murders. And the laugh, the big laugh, the cold laugh, was that a man named Dr. Robbie McClure had come to my office to die. And I didn't know who'd killed him. I sat at my desk at headquarters, tearing the tabloids into a noose of paper dolphins. Sergeant Tataglia opened the door and with a fine Italian flourish lay a thick, paper bound file in front of me.
Danny Clover
For you, my lieutenant.
Narrator
Your memoir, Sergeant. What is it?
Danny Clover
Not only what you ask for. A file on one of our more recent unsolved murders.
Narrator
Get it out of here. Get it out of my sight.
Danny Clover
Danny, you sick or something?
Narrator
Oh, all right, all right. Leave it.
Danny Clover
I also have here in my pocket the dope you wanted on Dr. Robbie McClure. Here, read it.
Narrator
Pocket to me. I'm sick of reading.
Danny Clover
There are some interesting items, Danny, about the good doctor. Item. Friends numerous and friendly, all with alibis. Item. Relatives none. The doctor was a lonesome man.
Narrator
Are your wife and kids, sir? Taglia, the.
Danny Clover
Oh, great, Danny. Joe's great. Hey, you should see the latest. Little Christina.
Narrator
I bet she's a doll. Go on with the item, huh?
Danny Clover
Oh, yeah, item. And this is the one I think will interest you, Danny. On June 30th, Dr. Robbie McClure made a deposit in the Corn Exchange bank in Bronxville. 10,000 crisp, cool, clean dollars.
Narrator
June 30th, huh? Now you can talk to me about the recent unsolved murder as follows.
Danny Clover
A man named Martin James was murdered in his Sutton Place penthouse apartment at a party, night of June 29th.
Narrator
Yeah.
Danny Clover
He was asked to step outside and he was murdered. Martin had a gun. He fired one shot. The bullet from Martin James gun was never found. We figured it took off across by saddle.
Narrator
But, Taglia, there's a doctor's patient card over on the table over there. Tell me what it says on it.
Danny Clover
Sure, Danny, sure. Says Dorothy Rivers. June 29.
Narrator
See a name like that on the James guest list?
Danny Clover
Wait a minute, Danny. Yeah, here it is. Dorothy Rivers in the alphabetical list with a lot of other girls.
Narrator
Is your address there?
Danny Clover
All the girls have the same address.
Narrator
What? Say that again.
Danny Clover
They all have the same address. The Tony Seville Model Agency.
Narrator
Fantaglia. Here's a fin Buy your doll Christina a doll or something.
Danny Clover
Oh, thanks, Danny, thanks. But there's something I think you should know. Font Christina about $de Rivers. The records say she never showed up at that party. She was never there at all.
Narrator
Tony Saville paid rent for his model agency in the Empire State Building. For this he received the privilege of maintaining a 10 room suite on the 40th floor and decorating it with orchids and genuine neutrals. The other decorations were too numerous dimensions delicate shadings of blonde and brunette. When they crossed their legs, the spilt whispering. I started to whisper back, but a scented haze with magenta fingertips beckoned me into an inner office. She closed the door behind her and all I was left with was a pork barrel in a double breasted pinstripe named Tony Seville.
Danny Clover
My secretary whispered, you are a policeman. How have I trespassed? I parked my car incorrectly. Perhaps I forgot to curb my dog.
Narrator
Let's stop rubbing noses, huh?
Danny Clover
I beg your pardon?
Narrator
Let's put it this way, simple and blunt. There's some questions I want you to answer for me.
Danny Clover
You must have a dull profession asking questions. Very well, ask a question.
Narrator
Mr. Seville, your agency supplied a half dozen models to a party at the home of Martin James. Said party a little over a month ago. June 29. Said home of penthouse in Sutton Place. Right?
Danny Clover
Possibly right. However, don't underline your details with a sneer. My agency furnishes models as decorative baubles to any social function.
Narrator
One of your decorations on the evening I'm interested in was named Darcy Rivers. How do I get in touch with it?
Danny Clover
You're a detective. Detective.
Narrator
What's her address? Seville.
Danny Clover
May I suggest a dragnet detective? Or any of the numerous machinations you police are. Oh, so a death at her address.
Narrator
Seville. Where do I find her?
Danny Clover
You should be cold. We only give the models of this to an approved client. I don't approve of you.
Narrator
Look, kid, sometimes I can forget I'm a cop. I can forget right now.
Danny Clover
I can it. Yeah.
Narrator
Try being cozy for one more second.
Danny Clover
I don't know where do is. I haven't seen her Enough.
Narrator
You can do better than that.
Danny Clover
The day after the party, she phoned. She said she was going on a vac. She?
Narrator
You're doing fine, Seville.
Danny Clover
Keep it up. There's nothing more. I tried to get in touch with her several times since she checked out of the hotel. She left no forward in the dress.
Narrator
You're telling the truth, aren't you, Seville?
Danny Clover
The truth is this. As far as I know and care, Dorothy Rivers could be dead.
Narrator
Beginning at the 40th floor, I picked petals off a tired daisy. At the 38th, Dorothy Rivers was dead. 37th. She wasn't dead. 36, dead. 35, not dead. I don't remember how it came out, because when I got off at the ground floor and walked into the yellow heat of 34th Street, a character stopped me by tapping me lightly on the leg with the front bumper of his cab. The character was the character named Irv Newman.
Danny Clover
Don't look so scared, Danny breaks tight down. I could stop this cab in a thin latchkey much as much.
Narrator
So long as I got my health.
Danny Clover
Ah, you're charming, Benny. Absolutely charming. Hey, phone me at headquarters. I'd find you around here. I got something for you.
Narrator
I want a rose's maybe better than that yet.
Danny Clover
You know that girl he was asking me about? The one I picked up with Dr. McClure, the professional man?
Narrator
What about it?
Danny Clover
I spotted him for you, Danny.
Narrator
Where? Tell me where.
Danny Clover
So let me tell you happens I got a friend, Danny, at truck drivers. A teacher of a fellow. His name is Clem. Every morning gives me a push with the truck so I can start his lousy hat.
Narrator
Why did you spot the girl there?
Danny Clover
So I'm telling you, while Clem is pushing me with his truck and I'm gliding along in my hack like in a gondola, I see this girl coming out of building. What building? 6, West 23rd Street. So I turn around, I wave to Clem. He should stop already. Danny. Danny didn't let me finish.
Georgia Webb
Yes? Who is it?
Narrator
Ms. Rivers.
Georgia Webb
Who are you?
Narrator
I want to talk to you, Ms. Rivers.
Georgia Webb
I was right. I don't know you. Get away from here.
Danny Clover
Get away. Go inside, Ms. Rivers.
Georgia Webb
Who are you? What do you want?
Narrator
I'm Danny Clover. I'm a police detective. Ms. Rivets. Been through a lot to get to you. You get along a lot better for you to settle down.
Georgia Webb
Why do you want to see?
Narrator
I've read somewhere the grief can make a woman even more lovely. You look like you've been grieving.
Georgia Webb
Don't be clever with me. I'm sick of clever men.
Narrator
Maybe I can help you.
Georgia Webb
You a policeman?
Narrator
Me a policeman?
Georgia Webb
That's all over now, isn't it, Mr. Clover?
Narrator
Just about.
Georgia Webb
You want to know what happened at Martin James party, isn't that it?
Narrator
The guest list said you were invited, but you weren't checked off. That mean you once there?
Georgia Webb
I was there through the back entrance, Mr. Clover, because. Because he said that was the way it should be done.
Narrator
Who? What should have been done? That voice.
Georgia Webb
Look, look, Mr. Clover. I'll tell you what happened. I owed to myself to tell you what happened. I just tired of pain.
Narrator
Pain, that's it, huh, black man?
Georgia Webb
Let me tell you from the beginning what happened. Gradually he believed me.
Narrator
You'd be surprised, Miss Universe. Policemen can believe the truth.
Georgia Webb
Martin James was a man who made investments in all sorts of deals. A kind of silent partner. One of the partners was a man named Fletcher.
Narrator
Man with a goatee.
Georgia Webb
He manufactured toys, Mr. Clover. I went to the party with him.
Narrator
What's the matter? He's gone. Who was it who dared to see? Maybe you should have told me his name, Mr. Rivers. Now you don't owe anybody anything. Even as a con.
Danny Clover
I say it's a shame, Danny. That's your beautiful girl. Shame?
Narrator
Yeah. Yeah, it's a shame. What I've been waiting for is your report. Yeah. Dorothy rivers, age about 24.
Danny Clover
Bullet ended left sternum pierced pericardium.
Narrator
That's the heart, Danny. Dead on arrival, girl.
Danny Clover
This girl was shot once before. She's got a healing wound that looks mighty like a bullet wound.
Narrator
He's right here, Danny. Yeah, yeah, that thing should all add up. I think it add up just fine. Corner neat. Real, real neat. Oh, Fletcher, there's a friend. Fletcher. The payoff goes on just the same tonight, kid. 9:00. So long, Fletcher. It took me 10 minutes to get to the Park Avenue palace that Fletcher had built out. A psychological toys for kids. Across the street. I took a plant behind a fat uniformed doorman who kept looking at me out of the corner of his fat eyes as if he were terribly sorry a thing like me had ever happened under his guilt Prince Canopy. At 8:30 the lights in Fletcher's crystal chandelier began to go out in section. In five minutes he was on the street hailing a cab. I tossed a nickel to my fat doorman, hailed a cab of my own and tailed Fletcher to an office building I'd been in once before. I watched him slip tip at a bill and then walk down the corridor to a self service elevator. I Thought it'd be nice if he had company on his lonesome ride. He didn't.
Danny Clover
Police. Why am I constantly surrounded by police?
Narrator
Maybe because you bring sunshine into my drab life. Fletcher, you know how to work this thing? Of course.
Danny Clover
It's nothing but a toy.
Narrator
Allow me. Anyway, it's the fourth floor you want, isn't it?
Danny Clover
No, no, no, not at all.
Narrator
Humor me, Fletcher. Let's make it four. Right down this hall, 438. Dr. McClure's office. That's where you want to go, isn't it, Mr. Fletcher?
Danny Clover
There are obviously some titillating gyrations going on in that mechanical policeman's brain of yours. You will reveal them to me, please.
Narrator
I was waiting for you to ask me that and just. Bad way. Here we are. After you, Fletcher. Thank you. Now I reveal the payoff money. Fletcher, give it to me.
Danny Clover
Ah, of course. I see. I see. I thought it was curious that I should have to keep paying blackmail to a dead man. Dr. McClure is dead, isn't he?
Narrator
The money, Mr. Fletcher. It's hard for me to say. Please.
Danny Clover
Here you are. Thousand dollars. You'll want a weekly, I presume, room just as I paid it before.
Narrator
That's cheap, isn't it, Fletcher, to buy off the electric chair. That's quite a toy too, I hear.
Danny Clover
Yes, it's quite, quite. Then you know, of course, that Dorothy Rivers and I murdered Martin James. Oh, he deserved it, you know. He swindled me out of a good deal of money.
Narrator
What was Dorothy Rivers to you?
Danny Clover
You're talking like a policeman again. Dorothy Rivers was a toy, expensable and fragile.
Narrator
It made her all the more desirable.
Danny Clover
That and the fact that I could make her do anything I like.
Narrator
Did you bring her back to life?
Danny Clover
What?
Georgia Webb
No. Don't get upset. As long as I was eavesdropping, it makes me less of a lady.
Narrator
That gun's not becoming either nursery.
Danny Clover
Put it away. Put it away. My dear, toys like that make me nervous.
Georgia Webb
I prefer this hole. Now, what were you saying, Lieutenant?
Narrator
Now, if you're here, I've got even more to say as a nurse.
Georgia Webb
I'm a humanitarian. Lieutenant, we've got a minute more saying time.
Narrator
Man should never lie under the circumstances, huh? And if I told you this, if I told you that you were the Blackmailer Instead of Dr. McClure, what would you say?
Georgia Webb
I'd say you were telling the truth. What then?
Danny Clover
I've been paying all that money to.
Narrator
This Dr. McClure took the initial 10,000, all right, but the nurse Here. Kept right on blackmailing you and Ms. Rivers in the doctor's name. McClure found out, so he had to die.
Georgia Webb
All through, Lieutenant?
Narrator
Not quite, nurse. After the blackmail, you had to kill Ms. Rivers because she was about to talk to me.
Georgia Webb
Now, one more thing.
Narrator
If you kill me, the payoff stops. Consider it, Miss Elliot. I got a thousand dollars in my pocket. Half yours, half mine. It could go on and on. We could still make Fletcher pay. Think about it, Miss Elliot.
Georgia Webb
Put the money on the table, Lieutenant. Half yours, half mine.
Narrator
All right, on the table.
Georgia Webb
Thanks. I'll take mine now.
Narrator
I'll tell you.
Danny Clover
Drop it. Drop the gun.
Narrator
Yeah, Thanks.
Danny Clover
I lift it up for you, Lieutenant. I'll get the guy.
Narrator
Miss this Fletcher. Got any smelling salts for Fletcher, nurse? It took three police officers to carry Nurse Elliott away. She tore up their faces and screamed in a language she hadn't picked up in medical books. Fletcher, he was different. He settled himself in the Black Mariah, pulled out a solid gold yo yo and played with it all the way down to headquarters. Broadway's happy now it's got on the carnival clothes it wears every night and the midway boils with rough about and yokels and hurdy gurdy sounds It's a jack in the box and it's a clown It's a shining girl on horseback or it's a geek with no arms, no legs and no heart It's Broadway the gaudiest, the most violent the lonesomest mile in the world Broadway, my feet.
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Narrator
Broadway's My Beat From Times Square to Columbus Circle. The gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world. Broadway's my beat.
Danny Clover
With Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover.
Narrator
Broadway. It's a journey to the end. Of all the streets in the world. You turn a corner and you're there. You walk more slowly and lean your heart against it like you were in church until it explodes in your face. Then you move swiftly and you're one of the crowd window shopping for cakes and bargains and heartbreak. And you'll find it because it's Broadway, my beat. The side streets are furious where they funnel off of Broadway. Then they trail down into limbo. Midway between the fury and limbo is a gray stone building. That's police headquarters. That's where I was standing in front of it, watching the patches of night sky bleed into each other. That was my detail. I was waiting for someone.
Danny Clover
Hi, Danny.
Narrator
Sergeant Ellis. How are things upstate?
Danny Clover
Oh, great. You know Officer Quinn, don't you?
Narrator
He drove Tommy and me down. Sure. How are you, Quinn?
Danny Clover
Fine.
Narrator
Lieutenant let you pull up in the parking area over there. We'll meet you in the squadron for coffee a little later.
Danny Clover
Good thing. Why don't somebody ask me how I am? I surpass myself. That makes me a semi approved citizen, don't it?
Narrator
You look okay to me, Tommy. Haven't changed since you were 16, Danny.
Danny Clover
I've known you a long time.
Narrator
You lie, Sing Sing doesn't agree with you.
Danny Clover
Sing Sing. You inhale and exhale. It's the only way you know you're living. So I make a deal.
Narrator
What kind of a deal, Tommy?
Danny Clover
I know I'm saving it for the DA after we talk, the DA and me, I got a feeling the state's gonna forget all about my manslaughter rap. Now let me out of Sink Sink for good and for you. Huh? Cool. Look, kid, when I finish spilling, some of the choicest names in the choicest cycles are going to be doing things they never thought they could do before. Like getting sentenced. Like. Like breaking rocks. Like making license plates for automobiles. Here, Lieutenant. I'll take off these cuffs between Tommy and me.
Georgia Webb
There you are, Danny.
Danny Clover
Tommy's your prisoner.
Narrator
Tommy, don't be a fool.
Danny Clover
Come back here. Let's get him. Alice.
Narrator
Ellis.
Danny Clover
Ellis.
Narrator
Oh, no. What happened? Quinn, go upstairs and put Tommy Mana's description on the wire. I want the whole city dragged for him and I want him found and I want him brought to me. Do that, Quinn. Sure, but how about. What?
Danny Clover
Sergeant Ellis. Dead, isn't he, Danny? Death.
Narrator
And violence are easy commodities in the city. Easy to buy and easy to sell. A decent man named Gordon Ellis got his free for nothing. The sudden mob that gathered around his shrunken body got theirs at bargain prices, too. Headlines on the house. Criminal escapes. Cop murdered. And the sick taste was in my mouth. I just stood while the headquarter boys did what needed to be done. When I went back to my office and locked the door and waited until the sickness was gone. Yeah? Yeah. What do you want?
Danny Clover
Just to talk to you. Can't I talk to you, Danny?
Narrator
Yeah, come on in, sir.
Danny Clover
It was messy. What happened out there, Danny?
Narrator
You selling something, Dotteg?
Danny Clover
Don't. Don't talk to me that way, Danny. For you, it hurts so.
Narrator
It hurts and I bleed.
Danny Clover
For you, Danny. That's not your mouth. It's. Says things like that.
Narrator
Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry.
Danny Clover
Apologies are also not necessary. What happened could have happened to anyone, not just you.
Narrator
I was clumsy. I was clumsy and a man's life dropped under my hands. I'll tell you to get me the file on Tommy man and everything, Even the dust it's wrapped in.
Danny Clover
Okay, Danny? Okay, in a minute. You know, the way I think of it, this deal that Tommy Mann wanted to make with the D.A. well, maybe it was kosher and maybe it was crummy. Maybe this whole thing.
Narrator
Still here, Todd Taglio.
Georgia Webb
Danny. Danny, darling, I brought you your pony. You can't face the world without a posy. Bend down so I can pin it on you.
Danny Clover
Janie, how many times I have to tell you? It ain't dignified. You should sell flowers in police headquarters. And without a license, you're only a sergeant.
Georgia Webb
Art Tagger, you will address me as madam.
Danny Clover
Stop squirming, Danny.
Narrator
All right, Janie. Tell me, doll, are you still running competition with the post office?
Georgia Webb
Keep your nose to the smell in the flowers, Danny. It's healthier.
Narrator
The boys and the lamb, do they still send messages to their loved ones? Through old Janie, the subway Lily. Like Tommy man and me.
Georgia Webb
Danny darling, I'd rather be called Lily than be planted with one. So I'm not saying one way or the other.
Narrator
Yeah, pay the lady for the posy t attack.
Georgia Webb
There.
Narrator
Outside of headquarters and across the rooftops and down in the roaring avenues, the city had already grown restless for the nighttime. It was a time of big noise and prowling and secret laughter. And somewhere inside of it, and part of it, Tommy Manon, hoodlum. Tommy Manon hoodlum. I was living this piece of my life just for him. So I was prowling, too. And there was a place to go. A white marble house that overlooked the East River. It was on the other side of a world. A precise pattern of house lights strung like tinsel against the dark. The precise butler who opened the door and tilted his finger at the precise angle toward the waiting room. The decor of opulence that makes its own particular breed. And the precise amount of time that went by before the greeting from mine host.
Danny Clover
Danny Clover. How nice. Won't you join us?
Narrator
We're in the library.
Danny Clover
Danny. This is a surprise. And a pleasant one. Oh, you know Mr. Arnold, don't you? James Arnold, the attorney. Hello, Danny. What brings you all the way out here, Danny?
Narrator
What you'd be expecting me.
Danny Clover
I didn't know you were having company. Faulkner. I'll leave.
Narrator
Stay a while, Arnold.
Danny Clover
Thank you, Danny. I was about to suggest the same thing. Now, why have I the honor?
Narrator
Had any other visitor lately? Like Tommy Manning?
Danny Clover
Why should he come here?
Narrator
He's a wandering boy. You might be keeping a light in the window for him.
Danny Clover
Bobby left my employ when he confessed to manslaughter. Really, Faulkner. Maybe I'd better leave. You're comfortable, Arnold. The drinks are all right. The hors d'oeuvre, fine, but then stay a while. Sit.
Narrator
Fault Derwin. Tommy was brought back to New York. It was because he was going to turn state's evidence against some of the choicest names, he said. So you're a choice name. You and Arnold here respectively. An untouchable high class hoodlum. The attorney for an untouchable high class hoodlum. Real choice names.
Danny Clover
Thank the police Lieutenant Arnold. We're choice, he said. So go ahead, thank him. Not that way. Attorney. Mine thank him. Thanks.
Georgia Webb
That's better.
Danny Clover
Go ahead, Danny.
Narrator
I think your guns will shot down a policeman and help Tommy escape.
Danny Clover
But such a tactic would constitute a felony, Danny.
Narrator
I think that Tommy's being brought to town was a dodge. Tommy had powerful friends on the outside. Who knew when he would be brought down.
Danny Clover
So you suggest we arrange this afternoon's fiasco?
Narrator
I'm suggesting it. Oh, throw it away.
Danny Clover
It ruins a good evening. It lends a bilious overtone to the fine conversation Arnold and I were having, doesn't it, Arnold? Yes, it makes conversation filious. Exactly. I was explaining to Arnold the seven move mate that won Constantino the chess championship in 32. Things like that devastate me. Don't say you, Danny.
Narrator
You leave men like F in his toy. And you have a feeling you've been playing mumble peg with scalpels. Then you take a long walk into a dismal and frayed edge of the city. And it's a walk back into memory. The street where you were born is the same. The kids games are the same. The cruel words on their mouths are not changed. The fly spec electric balls that hang in peeling hallways are still there. And the night sounds of a tenement still follow you as you climb the decaying stairs. Then you knock on the door that opens into a room where Tommy Manon was born.
Georgia Webb
Late. What do you want, Miss Man? I might see you're pedaling something. It's late and you come to the wrong place.
Narrator
Wait. I just want to talk to you. Don't you remember me, Mrs. Man?
Georgia Webb
I stopped remembering a long time ago.
Narrator
I'm Danny Culver.
Georgia Webb
So, yeah. Face is cleaner than when I saw you last. How old were you, Danny? 10.
Narrator
It won't take long. Could we step inside?
Georgia Webb
We can talk here.
Narrator
Inside will be better, Mrs. Now.
Georgia Webb
All right, go on in.
Danny Clover
Who is it? Mrs. Manning. Who's your gentleman caller, Mrs. Manning?
Narrator
Oh, Mr. Manon.
Georgia Webb
Oh, I know you.
Danny Clover
You're Danny.
Georgia Webb
Danny Clover.
Danny Clover
You're the cop who let my boy get away. Have a drink, Danny.
Georgia Webb
You've been wonderful to my boy.
Danny Clover
Come on, Danny, have a drink.
Georgia Webb
Oh, don't mind him, Danny. He means no harm. He's a drunken sop, but he don't mean no harm. Go back to your bottle, Mr. Manning.
Danny Clover
I'll do that thing, dearie.
Georgia Webb
I'll just do that. You want to know if Tommy's been here, don't you?
Narrator
Has he?
Georgia Webb
When you were a kid, did you ever HEAR it said Mrs. Mannon was a liar?
Narrator
No.
Georgia Webb
And you'll believe me when I tell you this. If Tommy so much as put foot in this house, I'd throw him back into the gutter he wallows in.
Danny Clover
That's no way to talk about Tommy. Tommy's good, honey. Smart, smart.
Georgia Webb
I drink to my boy.
Narrator
Tommy, then maybe you'll get a word to your smart boy, Mr. Manning. Tell him we want him. Tell him we want him bad enough to hurt him. Good night, Mrs. Man. I went back to Broadway for only one reason. I was hungry. And eating alone is the loneliest time a man can have. On Broadway, there's always people. You can watch them and make up your own stories. Stories that didn't have murder in it. I doddled over spud nuts and coffee, made up my stories, then hit the street again. Part of it hit back at me and it had the smell of lavender and a bit of old Irish lace in it.
Georgia Webb
Danny. Jamie Clover.
Narrator
Why, Janie, have you been following me?
Georgia Webb
The post office business is blooming.
Danny Clover
Danny.
Georgia Webb
Here's a posy for you.
Narrator
You've already pinned one on me today, remember?
Georgia Webb
Ah, but this is a very special posy.
Danny Clover
Here, take it.
Narrator
Thanks, Janie. I've always wanted a cornflower.
Georgia Webb
I got it from a florist who says he's a dear friend of yours.
Narrator
Thank him for me.
Danny Clover
You thank him, Danny.
Georgia Webb
He doesn't live too far from here. You could get a cab. 2620 West 10th Street, First Florida.
Narrator
Oh, for whom do I ask?
Georgia Webb
Ask for Tommy. Go quickly, Danny dear, and ask for Tommy Mannon.
Narrator
10Th street was a quarter of an hour away and number 2620 was a hole in a block long of piled red bricks. First floor. Walk back and you know when you come to the end of the hall, when you can't quite walk through the final shadow. Tommy. Tommy Manning. Open up, Tommy. It's Danny Clover. There was Tommy Manning, all right, but his status had changed. He wasn't running anymore. He was seated in a wooden chair in front of a wooden table, beeping almost slyly over a bowl of waxed fruit. I walked over to him with my hand on his shoulder. Yeah, it was Tommy, man, and all right. And his status had really changed. He wasn't living anymore.
Danny Clover
You are listening to Broadway's My Beat, starring Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover.
Narrator
At 9:00 in the morning, Broadway is a five minute stopover for a million people. For these people, it's the five minutes that are important. It gives them time to adjust themselves to the world. It's assuring. Translux assures them that there's been a change in the weather and the headlines assure them that the daily murder has taken place. Tabloid yelled cop killing. There was a piece in the Item about me. Continued on page 23. On page 23 it said that I was standing right there when Officer Ellis Was killed. I didn't know who did it. In my office at headquarters, a police sergeant named Tartaglia had a word for it. Would you mind repeating that?
Danny Clover
Huh?
Narrator
Never mind. You get the date I asked for?
Danny Clover
Oh, sure, Danny.
Narrator
Okay, brief it to me.
Danny Clover
Yeah, Danny. Yeah. On June 17, 1944, Tommy Manning confessed to beating up and killing one John Westwold. This was what is known as the aftermath of a drunken brawl. Manning was convicted of manslaughter. End of brief. Real brief, huh?
Narrator
Yeah, it ran about like that. And the other thing about the newspapers you fixed then?
Danny Clover
Oh, yeah, I fixed it, Danny, like you said. Not a word to the newspapers about finding Tommy man. And dead or alive. Especially dead.
Narrator
Okay. The coroner's report.
Danny Clover
Yeah, yeah, I briefed that too. Like this. Tommy Manning was dead on arrival. Not a mark on his body. He wasn't poisoned? No heart failure. Mysterious, huh?
Narrator
Tartaglio.
Danny Clover
Okay, okay. Hammy Manning was drowned.
Narrator
Drowned?
Danny Clover
So it says on the report. Manon was, and I quote, forcibly held with his head underwater until he was drowned. And I unquote. Yeah, they figured was in that fruit bowl on the table. Water was still clinging to the wax. Fruit twist, huh?
Narrator
Yeah. Funny. Killer. You got that list of character witnesses at Manon's Child?
Danny Clover
Yeah, yeah, there was one. And the one was one. Georgia Webb. Address the Brighton Hotel for Women.
Narrator
Brighton Hotel for Women, huh? That's quite a show place, Danny. This one I'll brief for myself. The Brighton Hotel for Women stands at the edge of the park. From its blood granite threshold you can watch the old men playing at bowls on the green. Through its plate glass doors you look in on a pink plush world, A world of plaster cupids and crystal chandeliers with electric candles, mirrors, the reflection of mirrors. The room clerk is a crone in taffeta and tobacco stained fingers who point you to a satin tufted elevator. And the fifth floor is a hallway lighted with rails of fluorescent lamps. Some doors stood open. Georgia Webb's is closed.
Georgia Webb
Come in, come in, whatever you are.
Narrator
Georgia Webb.
Georgia Webb
Whatever you are. It's nice from here today.
Danny Clover
They're good to me.
Narrator
Who?
Georgia Webb
God. Whispers. Whatever it is that brought you to me. Come here and sit down. Pour yourself a drink. Maybe you don't drink.
Narrator
I'm Danny Clover.
Georgia Webb
You didn't have to tell me that. What's in the name that they say?
Narrator
I'm Danny Clover, Broadway special detail.
Georgia Webb
Oh, off duty.
Narrator
No, Georgia.
Georgia Webb
I take it all back. Everything I've said, I take it all back.
Narrator
I've been catching up on my reading. Only Today I read where you were once. Tommy Mannon's girl.
Georgia Webb
Tommy Mannon?
Narrator
Yeah. Punk who ran away. I thought maybe you ran here so he'd refresh your memory. So you'd remember his name. Tommy Mannon.
Georgia Webb
If I knew him. It didn't make an impression, you know. There are men like that.
Narrator
You've testified at his trial. You gave your name, your address and your testimony in a loud, clear voice. Clear enough and loud enough for me to hear five years later.
Georgia Webb
It's true. Your ears are cute.
Narrator
Maybe you left something out five years ago, Georgia. Something you'd like to tell me now about Manon.
Georgia Webb
Was it Tommy Mannon?
Narrator
Tommy Manning?
Georgia Webb
Why didn't you ask him when you find him?
Narrator
I found him. That's why I'm asking you. Because Tommy was dead.
Georgia Webb
Oh. How'd he die? Natural causes? Or did you shoot him because you're a policeman? You can kill people.
Narrator
Someone pushed his head in the bowl of water and Tommy Mannon was drowned. That's how he died. Oh, we don't like the way he died. Because it could happen to other people. Like you, maybe.
Georgia Webb
Good. Goodness.
Narrator
So maybe now you'll remember some things that Tommy didn't get to tell us. There are better ways of dying, you know.
Georgia Webb
It's convincing how you talk. Tommy was a jerk. A jerk who made deals. Everything was a deal. Even the Manslaughter Act.
Narrator
Explain it to me.
Georgia Webb
Tommy didn't kill that man. He was in Baltimore when it happened. But he confessed to it. For $20,000. He confessed to it.
Narrator
He gave five years of his life for $20,000.
Georgia Webb
Tommy, the dealmaker. The poor crumb.
Narrator
Why doesn't somebody answer that phone?
Georgia Webb
They will.
Narrator
Let's go over it again, Georgia. You're saying a man was killed, that it was all a frame? Who made the deal with Tommy?
Georgia Webb
To you, dearie. All right. I'll be a minute, Danny.
Narrator
Okay.
Georgia Webb
This, Georgia? Yeah. Wait a. All right. All right.
Danny Clover
Yes, thanks.
Georgia Webb
You can go now, policeman. Your time's up.
Narrator
What?
Georgia Webb
Get out. Everything I told you was a lie.
Danny Clover
All the talk I made. It was no good.
Narrator
That phone call have anything to do with it?
Georgia Webb
Yes. You ask me and I tell you. Yes.
Narrator
I told you not to talk anymore. Who told you that?
Georgia Webb
A man who likes it when people are dead. Now you understand why I've got nothing to say to you. You understand? Nothing you can do or think of can make me talk to you. Yeah, that's how it is, Danny boy.
Narrator
And that's how it was. She really meant it. It was noon when I left the Brighton Hotel for women. I told myself I could think better if I walked. When the walk was over, I might as well have taken a cab. Nothing came. No answers to anything. No progress. Except that I was back at headquarters. In the first floor hallway, there's a bulletin board listing sheriff sales, police details and used radios at a bargain. There was a man looking at it. He saw me and moved his lips over his teeth. This was supposed to mean he was smiling. Which was supposed to mean he was glad to see me.
Danny Clover
Hello, Lieutenant. Remember me?
Narrator
James Arnold, isn't it? Faulkner's attorney.
Danny Clover
Yes. Faulkner's my client.
Narrator
You mean you work for him? You're his flunky.
Danny Clover
Mr. Clover, I work for many people. My association with Faulkner is neither more nor less intimate than my association. Association with my other clients. Understand? I work for many people. You've been wondering what I'm doing at police headquarters.
Narrator
I'll be frank with you. I haven't given you a thought.
Danny Clover
I know. That's how I affect people. Can we talk?
Narrator
Aren't we?
Danny Clover
Of course. I mean in private.
Narrator
This is private.
Danny Clover
Of course.
Narrator
So talk.
Danny Clover
Of course. Good things could happen to you, lieutenant.
Narrator
Every night, Mr. Arnold. Every night I say, let good things happen to me. Now you know a secret.
Danny Clover
Fine things, Lieutenant.
Narrator
Like silks and satins. Like me.
Danny Clover
People are interested in you and want the best for you.
Narrator
People want that. What people?
Georgia Webb
People.
Danny Clover
Nice people who want to see you get along.
Narrator
Find if I interrupt?
Georgia Webb
Of course.
Danny Clover
Interrupt.
Narrator
It's about Tommy Manon, isn't it?
Georgia Webb
Scott.
Narrator
Now, go on. It isn't much.
Danny Clover
The nice people don't know what happened to Tommy. They don't want to know. They want this case closed as if Tommy were dead. Dead. They want this case closed. You can arrange it. Then nice things will happen to you.
Narrator
I'll try, Mr. Arnold. I really will.
Danny Clover
Splendid, Lieutenant. The nice people will be happy. You too. Goodbye, Mr. Clover. Yeah. Yeah, Danny.
Narrator
Send out a pickup for Georgia Webb. Brighton Hotel for women. Pick her up and bring her down.
Danny Clover
Item 2.
Narrator
Call the press room and give them the whole story. And Tommy, man. And tell them we found him dead. Drowned, everything. The works.
Danny Clover
Yeah. Danny, tell him this.
Narrator
Tell them we've got a witness who confessed everything named Georgia Webb. She talked her head off. Got that?
Danny Clover
Yeah.
Narrator
Then do it.
Danny Clover
Okay. Danny, where are you going?
Narrator
Home, Santaglio. Home? I'm going to sleep. When I got home, the landlady had left two things for me. A bowl of matzo ball soup and a manila envelope. They both looked inviting, so I tried the envelope first $5,000. The nice thing that Arnold had promised would happen when he came so fast with such a nice round sum, what more could a man want out of life? $5,000 in a dish of matzo balls. I ate the soup, kissed the landlady, put the $5,000 in an envelope, address to the DA, pulled a chair over to the window and sat there watching the city burst into fragments of electric flame. I must have sat there a long time, because when I awoke, the night had a new shadow. The shadow of a man named Baltner.
Danny Clover
I brought you the morning paper, Danny. They got your name all over it, splashed in red ink.
Narrator
I knew I'd make it someday. Thanks, Faulkner. Here's a nickel for your trouble.
Danny Clover
Red ink could be blood in the later editions. Danny.
Narrator
Rotten place to sleep. A chair. Like some coffee? You can think better if you have coffee and light.
Danny Clover
They tell me you're a man of vetcher clover. Gratitude's a virtue. So whoever told me lied.
Narrator
It hurts you whenever people lie to you?
Danny Clover
It hurts me when a man of virtue is ungrateful. You shouldn't have booked Georgia Webb. You shouldn't have made a talk. You shouldn't have taken my $5,000.
Narrator
I've been naughty, haven't I?
Danny Clover
I have one question for you, Detective. Mine. One little question.
Narrator
The gun gives me three chances. I'll guess in one. You want to know what Georgia told me?
Georgia Webb
Possibly.
Narrator
Possibly?
Danny Clover
It doesn't matter, but tell me anyway.
Narrator
You're bluffing, Faulkner. Your act is precious. Is that the word? But you're bluffing. You're scared to death.
Danny Clover
So tell me why explicitly?
Narrator
Because your life depends on Georgia. Only I've got her tucked away where you can't touch her. Explicit, huh? Put away the artillery, partner. It'd be deemed ungracious for guests. Come in.
Danny Clover
Hello, Dennis. Oh, you already have a visitor.
Narrator
It's your counselor, Faulkner. Happy day. Come in, Arnold.
Danny Clover
But now I don't have to come in. You already know what I came to tell you.
Narrator
Tell me anyway.
Danny Clover
I Only that Faulkner is your man. The man who killed the policeman. The man who killed Tommy Manning. Are you insane, Arnold? Watch him, Danny. He's dangerous. Are you double cross? I told you he was dangerous. Then he would have killed us all.
Narrator
Yeah, you shot him good the first time, Arnold. Why did you waste another bullet? Come on, let's take a walk to headquarters.
Danny Clover
Is it necessary?
Narrator
Yeah, it's necessary. I want to straighten up the records.
Danny Clover
Please, no jokes.
Narrator
Okay, no jokes. I'll be real sincere. Tommy Manon took your rap Arnold, you were the one who committed the manslaughter. Faulkner supplied a pigeon for you. Pigeon? One of his rudlands, Tommy Mann.
Danny Clover
May I smoke?
Narrator
Sure. Faulkner had to supply a pigeon because you knew all about Faulkner's operations. He was supposed to pay Tommy 20,000 for taking the ramp.
Danny Clover
Faulkner's lying on the floor over there. He's dead. You'll need proof of all of it.
Narrator
That's proof enough. You shot Faulkner in cold blood so that he'd never talk. But go on. When Tommy was transferred to New York, Faulkner went gunning for him. So Tommy wouldn't talk. Only he missed and shot the wrong man. He killed a cop instead of Tommy.
Danny Clover
How does all this theorizing concerned me?
Narrator
When you boys finally caught up to Tommy had drowned him in a fruit bowl. Let's go, Arnold. I'm book you for the murder of Tommy Manning.
Danny Clover
You forgot something, Danny. I've still got my guns.
Narrator
I hadn't forgotten. It's the chance I took. Arnold had already used two shots of Faulkner. I had to get him to throw away the other four. All the while I've been talking to him, I've been edging toward the light switch. Now I flipped it.
Danny Clover
1.
Narrator
I had one advantage. I knew the apartment. Arnold didn't. The blackness. He could only fire at sounds. I swapped an ashtray off the table.
Danny Clover
2. I picked up a book, heaped it at the window.
Narrator
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Podcast Summary: 1001 Radio Crime Solvers
Episode: THE DR. ROBBIE MCLURE CASE and THE TOMMY MANNON CASE – BROADWAY IS MY BEAT
Release Date: December 25, 2024
Host: Jon Hagadorn
The episode begins with Detective Danny Clover, portrayed by Larry Thor, stationed at the bustling heart of Broadway, New York City. Early in the morning at police headquarters, the atmosphere is calm until Dr. Robbie McClure, a respected surgeon, arrives visibly distressed.
[02:11] Danny Clover: "Lieutenant Clover. Good evening, sir."
Dr. McClure reveals his concern about unsolved murders from the previous month, hinting at a deeper conspiracy.
[02:24] Danny Clover: "Well, I could give you all the clinical reasons for the way I look."
As Dr. McClure continues speaking, his symptoms worsen, and it's soon revealed that he has been fatally shot.
[03:07] Narrator: "He's dead."
Detective Clover immediately takes charge, directing Sergeant Zataglia to gather all available information on Dr. McClure and unsolved murders from the past month.
[03:17] Narrator: "Call downstairs and tell him about Dr. McClure. Then get a detail to find out everything you can about the doctor."
Detective Clover delves into Dr. McClure's background, discovering his professional achievements and personal connections. His investigation leads him to Irv Newman, a figure associated with Dr. McClure's professional life.
[05:46] Danny Clover: "What do you want? Hey, it's Danny. Hi, Irv."
In a tense conversation, Irv denies any wrongdoing, but Detective Clover remains suspicious.
Detective Clover interviews Irv Newman’s associate, Georgia Webb, who was Dr. McClure’s nurse. During the interrogation, Webb provides critical information about a mysterious patient named Dorothy Rivers, linked to Dr. McClure’s unsolved cases.
[12:01] Georgia Webb: "He was a fine man, generous and kind. I need that tonight."
However, Webb's reluctance raises further suspicions, prompting Clover to investigate the records more thoroughly.
Clover connects Dr. McClure to the murder of Martin James, a wealthy investor killed at a party on June 29th. The investigation reveals that Dorothy Rivers, listed in Dr. McClure's patient records, was never present at the party, indicating a possible setup.
[16:11] Narrator: "Martin James was murdered in his Sutton Place penthouse apartment at a party, night of June 29th."
Detective Clover identifies the Tony Seville Model Agency as Dorothy Rivers' address, leading him to Tommy Mannon, a former associate with a shady background.
Detective Clover tracks down Tommy Mannon, who is now out of prison and living under the radar. Their encounter at his residence is fraught with tension, as Mannon reveals pivotal information about the blackmail scheme involving Dr. McClure and Georgia Webb.
[25:08] Danny Clover: "I thought it was curious that I should have to keep paying blackmail to a dead man."
The narrative takes a dark turn when Georgia Webb confronts Detective Clover, revealing that the blackmail operations forced Dr. McClure to his death and led to the murder of Dorothy Rivers when she threatened to expose the scheme.
[26:22] Narrator: "This Dr. McClure took the initial 10,000, all right, but the nurse Here. Kept right on blackmailing you and Ms. Rivers in the doctor's name."
In a climactic showdown, Lavender Webb attempts to eliminate Detective Clover to protect her secrets, but Clover outmaneuvers her, leading to her arrest.
As the case unfolds, Detective Clover exposes the intricate web of deceit involving influential figures like James Arnold. The episode culminates in the revelation that Arnold orchestrated the murders to protect his interests, resulting in his own downfall.
[56:03] Narrator: "I had one advantage. I knew the apartment. Arnold didn't."
Detective Clover ensures that justice is served as the tangled relationships and motivations behind the murders are brought to light, restoring peace to Broadway's chaotic streets.
Detective Danny Clover:
"[03:07] 'He's dead.'"
"[05:46] 'What do you want? Hey, it's Danny.'"
"[16:34] 'Wait a minute, Danny.'"
Georgia Webb:
"[12:01] 'He was a fine man, generous and kind. I need that tonight.'"
"[22:35] 'I'd say you were telling the truth.'"
Narrator (Detective Clover's Internal Monologue):
"[28:27] 'But such a tactic would constitute a felony, Danny.'"
"[35:56] 'I'll tell you to get me the file on Tommy man and everything, Even the dust it's wrapped in.'"
"The Dr. Robbie McClure Case and The Tommy Mannon Case – Broadway Is My Beat" offers a gripping tale of murder, blackmail, and betrayal set against the vibrant backdrop of Broadway. Detective Danny Clover's relentless pursuit of the truth uncovers the dark underbelly of influential New York figures, delivering a satisfying resolution to a complex case. This episode exemplifies the golden age of radio detective stories, blending sharp dialogue, intricate plotting, and memorable characters to engage and captivate listeners.
Produced by: Gordon T. Hughes
Script by: Morton Fine and David Friedkin
Musical Direction: Lud Gluskin
Cast Includes: Jane Morgan, Peggy Weber, Doris Singleton, Charles Calvert, Joe Kearns, Herb Butterfield, and Sydney Miller.