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Calling All Cars 33-12-20 ep004 The Human Bomb
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Calling All Cars 33-12-20 ep004 The Human Bomb
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Ryan Seacrest
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Yet it fits expense budgets for the cost records of these cities show year after year that Rio Grande Crack gasoline delivers more miles as well as faster miles from every gallon. Every motorist can get this same gasoline that powers more police and emergency cars than any other brand from the independent Rio Grande dealer in your neighborhood. Ask for Rio Grande Crack and enjoy the thrill of police car performance in your car. It is now our pleasure to present Mr. W.A. huggins on the staff of Chief Sears of the San Diego Police Department. Mr. Huggins, every man who plots a hold up or some other crime invariably thinks he is smart enough to get away with it. He knows that in crimes committed in the past, the law has captured the criminals in practically every case, but always he is going to be the acceptance. We have confronted scores of lawbreakers captured by our police officers and always they are baffled at the ease with which we tracked them down and blew up their alibis. They marvel at the apparent uncanny ability shown by the police in singling the right man out of the many who might have committed the crime. The secret of our success is simply that we take advantage of the mistakes every lawbreaker makes carefully as he plans his crime. There's always some detail he overlooks. Our job is simply to discover these mistakes and use common sense. There are always one or more clues to lead us to the criminals. The case you will now hear, for example, was carefully planned and daringly executed. But the hold up men made plenty of mistakes. They were not smart robbers, they were stupid. All criminals are stupid. The story that follows is proof that crime cannot pay. Shortly after midnight in the middle of May 1929, two shadowy figures stealthily work at the lock of the service entrance of a Ford agency in San Diego. How you coming? None of these keys seem to fit. That's funny. Well, here's the last one. I'll try it. Nope. Hey, give me that hammer. What are you gonna do? I'm gonna bust this padlock open. Oh, you're nuts. You'll wake up the whole town. Ah, listen, we're getting in there, ain't we? And I don't care how we do it. Yeah, but maybe somebody will hear us. Well, if anybody comes snooping around, just get em. I'll take care of them. Go on, give me that hammer. Well, all right. Here you are. Swell. Here goes. There. That's more like it. The business, all right. Sure, they did the business. That's the way to get things done. Force, my boy. There once was a mug that lived in the old days by the name of Alexander the Great. He found that out when he couldn't untie a knot. He cut it with his sword. Yeah. Well, let's drop the history lesson and get into this joint. Here, give me a hand on this door. Sure. There's no watchman here. I told you I cased a joint, didn't I? Yeah, well you heard me. There ain't no watchman. Okay. Hey, dodge that flashlight, will ya? Do you want to invite the whole world to this party? But how can you see what you want? Ah, the streetlight. Shines right through the showroom. Good enough, don't it? You gonna take a new car? Sure, right off the floor. Yeah, but that's taking a chance they can spot a new car. Not when we get through with it. I think it'd be a better idea to take one of these into service. If. Ah, listen, dummy, they wouldn't be there if it was running good, would they? No, we gotta be sure we got a good car. Well, here we are. What looks good to you? Well, how about that coupe over there? Nah, I think you better take that roadster. Ah, that's too flashy. We'll fix that. You see, we can drop the windshield on the roadster and shoot straight ahead. If we take a coupe, we'd have to take that windshield out and that might attract attention. Yeah, that's right. Okay. Well, come on, hop in. She got gas. Careful with that light. Yeah, she's quarter full. Let's have those four keys of yours. Okay. Here. Find one of it. Yeah, yeah. Okay, let's go. While police scour San Diego for the stolen car, Cochran and Colson are working on it in the garage back of their bungalow. Finally, after two days of secret activity, they pridefully view the result of their labor. That's a big difference from the shiny gray job we drove off to Florida the other night, eh, Morty? Yeah. Nobody could call it a professional paint job, but it's just what we want. And that rotten black paint makes it look like any number of other heats around the town. Oh, say, listen, don't you think we better put some damp rags on the headlights and radiator so they'll rust? Yeah, that's a good idea. Now, listen, the way I figure is this. That wide stretch of road along the National City dike is the best place to pull a job. Yeah, there's not much traffic there. What time does the money car come through? Well, it leaves Caliente in time to get to the bank in town here around noon. So it'll come along. And, well, about 11:30 we'll knock over on Monday, see? You know, when they're bringing in the tape for the weekend. Figure we'll have much trouble with the Mex Guard? Nah, there's only two of them. They bring the door over in a coupe. They've never been knocked over before, haven't they? No. That's why they're so careless, I guess. But if they get tough, why, we'll just bump them off. Gee, we don't have to do that, do we? Might. What of it? Ain't a hundred grand worth of beef. Yeah, I guess so. Remember that mug Alexander? He had the right idea. Cut right through the knot. On the morning of May 20, 1929, Nemesio Monroy and J.V. barrigo, two Mexican police officers, call at the Agua Caliente Casino for the weekend receipts. Well, here it is, boys. How much dinero we take today, boss? Almost a hundred grand Might be the deal. $100,000 make nice present for my woman. For me. Yeah, so it would. But don't you go waltzing off with that dough or I'll beat your ears in. Oh, do not worry. By the way, how's your wife? Oh, pretty good. Will not be long now before we have another little one. Is that so? You're acquiring quite a family, Nessio. Oh, see, See? Four already all boys. And soon it will be five. The Matthew is raising his own army for the next revolution. Well, you better get started with the dough, Bowie. See? Muy pranto. Goodbye, boys. Parked on a side street from which they can see far up the highway along the national city Dike, Cochran and Colson await their victims. Ignorant of their peril, they are approaching, laughing and joking as they drive through Tijuana. Bumping along the dirt road to the customs gate, they pass over the line through San Isidro, non international city. Hey, it's 11:30. Maybe we missed him. Ah, how could we? We've been here since 8:00 this morning. But maybe they went the other way. Through Chula Vista. Hey, listen, I tell you, this is the route they take. You don't think I'd go into this thing before I checked every angle, do you? Well, no. Hey, that looks like them now. Yeah. See that big troop coming down the road? Yeah. Yep. Them's the boys all right. Take that motor over. Okay. All right, we're over there and get in right behind him. Boy, oh boy, what a break this is, eh? Not another car in sight. Swam. Now, just like this. Keep that distance behind him while I turn this heater on him. There you are. That pulled him over all right. Hey, just a minute, just a minute. What's the matter? This tomcat's jam. Wait till I clear it. Darn it. All right, there it is. Okay, let's go. You take that side and I'll take this one. Come on now, what do you man want from us? All right, boys, hand over that dough. What's the big idea of shooting at us? Let him have it, Lee. Let him have it. But Marty. Shut up. Let him have it, I say. What the matter, Marty? Oh, you darn fool. You didn't have to hit me to tell you I'm sorry, Marty. It could have been worse. Oh, you only got me in the arm. There's the satchel. Come on, grab it. Okay. Okay. Now to duck these overalls and dark glasses and get me to a Doctor. Gee, Marty, it was a crying shame to bump off those poor devil. Hey, what are you falling about? You nearly murdered me, didn't you? Well, it wasn't necessary to kill those guys. They didn't have a chance. Remember that mug Alexander the Great? He turned on the heat for first and talked afterwards. Detective Bureau, Sergeant Kelly speaking. Yeah, where? On the National City Dike. Yeah. Okay. Be right out. What's up? Murder. O'Connor. Come on. Now, did any of you people see this happen? No, sir. No, sir. That is. Yes. Well, now, which do you mean? Well, you see, me and my friend Georgia, when we was over there in the dumps and we done here. The shooting. Well, what did the men look like that did the shooting? Oh, well, I. I couldn't exactly tell, mister. What do you mean you couldn't tell? Did you see them? Well, sir, I. I did and again, I didn't know. What do you mean? Well. Well, sir, you see, when. When these here now bullets started whizzing around while George and me, we. We just naturally hid under some tin roof until it was all over. Well, didn't you see anything? Well, I. I done saw them drive away. How many were there? Well, the. The two that. That's all I seen. What were they dressed like? Well, I don't take no particular notice. Seems like they had on these here now jumper things like the garage mechanics were. Anything else? Well, sir, let me see now, if I just remember correctly, they. They had on them sunglasses. Did you get their license number? No, sir, I wasn't paying no notice to license number about that time. What kind of a car were they in? Well, he seemed me like it was an old Ford. A Ford? What color? Well, kind of dark, I guess. A black, maybe. Anything else? That's about all I know. Anyone else see this happen? Maybe your friend George saw something else? George? Oh, no, sir. George. He didn't say nothing. We want to talk to him. Where is he? George? George. He's still hiding under that tin roofing over in the dump. Meager are the clues the police have on which to work. Old Black Forge are under suspicion. But finding the right one is as easy as finding a proverbial lost needle. Things look black for the police when help comes from an unexpected source. Well, this is a tough one. Yeah, it sure is. Two guys dressed in jumpers and dark glasses in an old Ford. I'll find a hundred people answering that description in a half an hour. Yeah, and you won't be any closer to the right ones. That's right. Detective Bureau Sergeant Kelly speaking. This is the effect. The hurricane? Yeah. There have some information that there might be a resistance to it. Yeah? What's that? A couple of men drove up near my house about noon today. In an old Ford? Yes. Well, they met by another car which. Well, he took them away. One of them seemed to be wounded. The Ford is still part of him. The suite. What's the address? Mr. Hartel, it's Martin B. Thanks. We'll be right out. Now, what did these men look like, Mr. Hartel? Well, they were both about 25 years old. One was around 5ft 5 inches tall and the other one was maybe 2 inches taller. How were they dressed? Head on, some old clothes. Did you identify them if you saw them again? Absolutely. Well, here's hoping you get a chance to. Well, let's have a look at this car dealer's license. Is that number on your hot sheet, O'Connor? Let's see. Yeah, Ryan Seacrest here. When you have a busy schedule, it's important to maximize your downtime. One of the best ways to do that is by going to chumbaccasino.com. chumba Casino has all your favorite social casino games like spin slots, bingo and solitaire that you can play for free for a chance to redeem some serious prizes. So hop on to chumbacasino.com now and live the Chumba life. Sponsored by Chumba Casino. No purchase necessary. VGW Group void. We're prohibited by law 21/ terms and conditions apply. That's the number. The car stolen from the Ford Agency last week. But this is an old Ford. The one that was stolen was a new car. Oh, just a minute. This is a new car, too. Take a look at the position of the brake and gear shift. This is a new car. Paint it over, huh? Sure. Hey, wait a minute. What's this? Putt something stuffed into the corner under the brake pedal. Well, the jumpers and the dark glasses. Well, what's that mean? Hey, that means this is the car the murderers use, Mr. Hartel. Still, the murder remains a mystery. Although Kelly and O'Connor have a slight description of the criminals. They have nothing definite to go on, but the fact that a machine gun was used starts them on an inquiry among underworld characters. Well, Kelly, I got a lead. You have? Yeah, I found out that Ted Barnes has a submachine gun. Or at least he did have one a week ago. Ted Barnes? Oh, yes. He's that bootlegger up the line, isn't he? Yeah, that's the guy. But as I remember him, he doesn't fit the description of these mugs. He's about 6ft tall. Tall and he's fat. The guys that did this job were both short. They were young fellas, too. Sure, that's right. But Barnes might have lent them his machine gun, mightn't he? Yeah, well, it won't hurt to go up there and look. Barnes. Join over. Okay, let's do that. Armed with a search Warrant, Kelly and O'Connor follow up this latest elusive clue, more than sure that it will end nowhere. Mighty quiet around here. Be prepared for anything. This Barnes is a bad egg. Here comes somebody. Well, what is it? We want to see Ted. He isn't here. Where is he? Out. Well, we'll come in and wait for him. You can't do that. I don't know when he'll be back. We'll come in just the same. Say, what's the big idea? Who are you? We're police officers. Oh, yeah? Yeah. See that? That buzzer don't mean anything. There's a private house and you can't come in without a warrant. Well, we thought of that. Here's the warrant. Oh, well, I. Come on, Kelly. Oh, I see you've got a hospital here. What's that? Look, there's a guy in bed over there in the corner. Keep your hands off that gap, mister. I got you covered. Get that automatic out of your reach, Kelly. Right. What's your name, pal? What's the matter with you? He won't talk. Ye. Well, I'll take a look. What's the matter with him, Kelly? Bullet wound in his arm. Looks like our man. Who is this guy? I ain't saying nothing. Well, you're Barnes wife, aren't you? Yeah. Well, where is he? I don't know. So here. This bird held up a money car and he ducked out and left you to care for his pal, eh? That's a lie. Well, that's the way it looks to me. Ted didn't have a thing to do with. No hold up. What about this man here? Who is he? Let him tell you. Did he hold up the money card? I don't know nothing about it. Well, we'll have to arrest you, too. What for? Well, we'll book your friend here on suspicion of murder and we'll book you on there. You can't arrest me. I ain't done a thing. Looks to me like you're an accessory after the fact. At least that's the way we're going to arrest you. Martell positively identifies the wounded man as one of the two he saw leave the Ford two days before. Police cover the town and discover the bungalow court in which an apartment was taken by Joseph Renan, who ranches the wounded man's description. However, effects discovered in the apartment identify Rena Nee as one Marty Colson, an ex convict on parole after serving part of a sentence on an arson charge committed in Los Angeles County. Papers in the apartment show that his partner is one Lee Cochran. Mrs. Barnes is the important link in the chain of suspects. Police question her closely. Now, look here, Mrs. Barnes, we've got this case just about sewed up. Yes. It isn't going to do you any good to hold out on us. Listen, I don't know anything about it. That's not true, Mrs. Barnes. It is true. I don't know a thing. Now, we know that Ted wasn't in on this job. What are you trying to do, trap me? Why, of course not. You told us yourself he had nothing to do with it. And that's true, isn't it? True? It's true. But Marty Coulson, the man you were caring for in your house yesterday, he was on the job. I don't know. How did you find out his name? Oh, never mind. And Lee Couch and his pal was the other bandit. We know that. So I'm already. Looks like it. Said he wouldn't open his mouth. Now, look here, Mrs. Barnes, you're a woman. Did you know that one of those poor Mexican officers who was murdered the other day left a wife that was about to have a baby? Is that the truth? On the level? We know Ted didn't do the job, but we want to get Cochran. We want to see some sort of justice done. We can't give that poor Mexican woman back her husband, but at least we can make Cochran pay for the penalty of his crime. If you were in that poor woman's place, and if Ted had been murdered, you'd want to see justice done, now, wouldn't you? Yeah. Yeah, I guess I would. All right, you can help us. We want Cochran. Where did he go? Well, I think he went up to L. A. He and Ted. Oh, I mean, he. Oh, though Ted is with him, huh? Listen, you said you wanted Cochrane. I ain't talking about Ted. I got constitutional rights. You can't make me testify against my husband. Furnished with a description of Cochrane and Barnes, the sheriff's office of Los Angeles county takes the two men into custody within 24 hours. For more than two months, while they were awaiting trial, and all through the courtroom proceedings, Colson refused to talk he makes the communications that are necessary in writing. But from the moment of his arrest to the moment when he stands before the judge to receive his sentence, Violent Marty, as he has come to be called, has never uttered a word. Martin Colson. Lee Cochran, you've heard the jury's verdict of guilty of murder in the first degree. Before I sentence you, have you anything to say? Nothing to say? I suppose it is useless to ask you, Martin Colson, if you want to break the silence you've obstinately maintained throughout the trial. Now, judge, I have got something to say. Before you sent with me, I got something important to say, your honor. I want to die. I want to pay my debt to society. Let Lee go, Judge. I'm the one you want. I planned the whole thing. Hang me, judge, and let my partner go. But Colson's magnanimous offer is refused, abused. And he and Cochrane are both sentenced to life imprisonment in Folsom Prison. Ted Barnes is sentenced to a year in the county jail as an accomplice after the fact. In Folsom, Martin Colson retains his grim silence, only rarely talking to his fellow prisoners. His nickname of Silent Marty follows him behind the grim gray walls of the northern prison. Desperate, morbidly brooding, Colson determines to beat the raft. For months, he works secretly on a crude diving apparatus. And then one day he attempts to escape through the Powell House water intake pipe into the prison moat. But his apparatus fails to function and he is dragged from the moat half drown. Serves a hit in solitary for his attempted break. But as soon as he's back in the cell block, he and his cellmate set about fashioning two pistols from the bits of metal they conceal in the machine shop. Then, on the morning of February 27, 1933, as the men are marching to their daily t. All set, pal? Right. Oh, what's the matter, Marty? Oh, I'm sick. Hey, keep going there. What's holding up the line? My pal here, sick. Come on, don't crawl. Oh, quit prodding me, will you? Oh, on the up and up. I got clamped up. You better let me take him to the hospital. Okay, Paul. Work like a charm, damn it. You better keep on looking. Hey, now you hold up the guard in the hospital. Yeah. And I'll make the operator call the warden down here. Yeah. If anybody gets fancy, bump a ball. You know what that means if they catch us? Sure I do. But remember that mug, Alexander the Great right through the knot. Okay. Okay, here we are. You all set? Let's go. What do you want? My partner Here, sick. Come this way, then we'll. All right, grab his gun. I'll get the operator. What are you. Shut up, you. Don't ask no question. Call a warden and tell him to come down here right away. Tell him it's important. But look here, George, I tell you, will you. You're breathing your last this minute. All right. Hello, warden. This is the hospital. Can you come down right away? One of the men is very sick. Yes, it's important. Please hurry. That's enough. You don't have to cry over the telephone. Don't touch that board. It's hot. I say, now get into that other room. The warden comes. Yeah? This guy here nearly tipped us off. But it's okay. The warden tried to call back. When he doesn't get an answer, he'll think that guy's awful sick and he'll be down on the double. Good. Then he'll listen to us. He'll hand over the keys and give us a safe conduct out of this hole. He ain't got no guts. Wardens never have. Nah, strong guys like us. Yeah, like that Alexander mug that gets places in this world. You bet. I'm telling you, pal. Listen. What's that? The prison siren. Their wife. Hey, where you going? They'll never get me. Okay, okay, you win. Where's your he? I guess he shot himself. He said you'd never get him. See? And he was a stranger. Swell guy, too. Lots of education. Say, do any of you guys know who this mug Alexander is he was always talking about? And so ends the career of the man who thought he was smart enough to beat the law. He died a victim of his own stupidity. Any man who thinks he is smart enough to beat the law is mentally unbalanced. Common sense will convince any intelligent person that the forces of law and order are too strongly organized. Let tonight's story of criminal folly serve as a warning to any criminally minded listener that you can't get away with it. The time worn old slogan is today truer than ever. Crime does not pay. Thank you, Mr. Huggins. If you like these radio crime dramas, you'll be interested in reading, Calling All Cars News. This month's issue illustrates 15 free gifts for boys and girls. Get this unique publication free wherever Rio Grande cracked gasoline is sold. And wherever you find Rio Grande cracked gasoline, you'll find Sinclair Motor Oil Tool. These independent dealers know that Sinclair has pioneered most of the refinements recently announced by other oil companies. It was Sinclair who perfected the dewaxing and de jellying processes to purify motor oil. 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