
Official Detective 56-12-13 505 Car Theft Ring
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Lieutenant John Hogarth
Mmm.
Sheik Babson
Oh. Whatcha eating?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
The new banana split cookie from AM PM all freshly baked with real butter with banana, chocolate and strawberry flavors.
Sheik Babson
Wow, that sounds amazing. Can I have a bite?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
I'm sorry, but no. But you can't split the banana split.
Sheik Babson
Not even a little? Not even a crumb. What if.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
No, please.
Sheik Babson
Mine.
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Narrator
Official Detective dedicated to the men who guard your safety and protect your home. Your police department. Now Official Detective.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Lieutenant John Hogarth, Headquarters. There's plenty of cooperation among the many different law enforcement agencies of the country. One morning last week, for example, Sergeant Allen and I had a chance to help the big boys in Washington when Mr. Davis of the FBI dropped in for a business talk.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Right after my plane landed this morning, Lieutenant, I called on the chief of your department. Even though there's no homicide involved, he said you and Sergeant Ella might give me a few leads, maybe some shortcuts.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
I hope we can, Mr. Davis. What's the problem?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
The Bureau's trying to smoke out an international car theft gang. The mob deals only in deluxe convertibles. Cars are stolen and shipped to Latin America where they bring as much as $7,500.
Sergeant Allen
That's a pile of loot.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
It sure is, Sergeant. Anyway, we know that a good many of these expensive jobs are being stolen and shipped right from this city. They're stolen to order.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
What do you mean?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Well, especially this theft ring is bright colored convertibles. When a car thief gets a special order from the ring, he crews around town until he spots the kind of car that's wanted. He steals it, turns it into the ring and gets two or three hundred dollars for his trouble.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Sounds pretty well organized.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
It is. And right now the Bureau thinks it has a line. And one of the big boys near the top, a well known racketeer in this town.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
In that case, we might have met him in the morning lineup. What's his name?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Benny Pinker.
Sergeant Allen
I'll say we've met him. Benny Pinker's got a record this long.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Have the police got anything on him now?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Not at the moment.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Well, since you're familiar with this character, I'd appreciate you doing a little checking.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Be glad to. Unless Benny's changed his habits. His evening hangout is a place called Charlie's Sirloin Club.
Sergeant Allen
Yeah, that's the only joint in town where you can get a Steak and cup of coffee for a mere fortune.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
That sounds like the place where he'd be.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Alan and I will drop in there tonight, Mr. Davis. We'll keep our eyes and ears open and see if Benny's mixed up in this car theft racket. I'll keep you posted.
Dizzy Wilcox
Hey, boss, I got your phone call.
Benny Pinker
All right, shut the door, Dizzy.
Dizzy Wilcox
I come here to the garage right away. Is it a job for me?
Benny Pinker
Yeah, and a quick one. I got a hurry call from Havana. They want a red Caddy convertible.
Dizzy Wilcox
Yeah. Hey, Benny, what's that kind of job worth in Havana?
Benny Pinker
That's my business. Your job's to pick one up and deliver it to me.
Dizzy Wilcox
Okay, okay. What's in it for me?
Benny Pinker
250 cash on delivery.
Dizzy Wilcox
Gee, two and a half yards ain't much for a job like that.
Benny Pinker
It ain't, huh? Okay, I'll get another boy.
Dizzy Wilcox
Oh, hey, no, boss, boss, I'll. I'll do it. I get the dough on delivery here on the line.
Benny Pinker
You know my slogan. Benny Pinker always pays prompt.
Dizzy Wilcox
Oh, sure, Benny, I know that.
Benny Pinker
All right then, Dizzy, get going. Cruise around town and pick up a nice red job and step on it. It's got to be on a boat tomorrow night.
Sergeant Allen
Lieutenant, I've been nursing this cheese sandwich for a long time. Sure like one of the sirloins this joint is so famous for.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
So do I, Sergeant, but we don't have expense accounts.
Sergeant Allen
You're telling me.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Well, Benny Pinker hasn't been here. Guess he isn't going to show tonight. I guess not.
Sergeant Allen
Uh oh, hold on to your wallet. Look who's coming in.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Uh huh. Sheik Babson. This seems to be quite a hangout for mobsters.
Sergeant Allen
That sheik's a real nasty character.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
No nastier than the big goon who's with him.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I don't know him.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Sheik's bodyguard calls himself Bang Bang Trout.
Sergeant Allen
Ah, I took the wrong seat. Now I can't see what they're doing.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Bang Bang just said something to the head waiter and went out. Must have slipped him a sawbuck. Sheik's getting the best table in the house.
Sergeant Allen
I bet he's gonna have a sirloin.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Oh, sure. Big gamblers like Sheik Babson always seem to be loaded.
Sergeant Allen
Oh, Sheik has to be loaded to pay off his mouthpiece. 17 arrests, only two convictions. That's a big bill to pay.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Yeah.
Sergeant Allen
Look.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Bang Bang Trout came back in.
Sergeant Allen
But the black look on his kisser. He's got real bad news.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
It must be bad.
Sheik Babson
What? What are you talking about?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
It's T.R. sheik, sir. Help me.
Sheik Babson
Why, you dirty.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Looks like a brawl, Alan.
Benny Pinker
Come on.
Sheik Babson
Your idea of a gag? I'll tear you apart.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Get your big paws off of me, sheep.
Sheik Babson
Get him off.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
What's the trouble here?
Sheik Babson
Stay out of this, Hogarth. We don't need cops.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Can I let go my neck tie?
Sheik Babson
Shoot.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I'm one of you.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
You two are going to strap. Let's move out into the hall.
Sheik Babson
We don't need cops.
Sergeant Allen
You got cops, fella. Come on, move, both of you.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Hey, wait a second.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
You too. Bang Bang. We're all stepping outside. Close the door, Sergeant.
Sheik Babson
Now, look, this is private business between me and my man. Bang Bang Trout.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Then don't do it in a public place. How'd this fight start?
Sheik Babson
Tell, um, Trout what you told me.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I told him somebody just swiped his new car from outside the joint.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
How could anybody have time to steal your car, Sheik? You two men just came in.
Sheik Babson
Yeah, we've been in for 20 minutes.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
We was upstairs, so I told Sheik it was gone and he flipped his wig.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Got a pretty short temper, haven't you?
Sheik Babson
I still think Bang Bang's ribbing me, and I don't like that kind of rubbish.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Nobody can do that to me. Okay, take it easy.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Come on now. You too.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Bang Bang.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Now quiet down.
Sheik Babson
Quiet again. See?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Start fighting again and we'll arrest both of you.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I don't take that slapping around from nobody.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Has Sheik's car really been stolen?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Yeah. Hide me. It's gone right off the street.
Sheik Babson
My brand new convertible. Firehouse red, just like I ordered. Got everything on it. All them extras.
Sergeant Allen
Sounds real special.
Sheik Babson
Sure. Special radio. 800 bucks. Air conditioned, Leopard type upholstery.
Sergeant Allen
Bulletproof glass.
Sheik Babson
You got quite a sense of humor, Sergeant. Hey, Bang Bang. Sorry I slapped you around like I done.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Sorry? You think that squares it?
Sheik Babson
I said I'm sorry. Now here, pal, here's a C note. Drink it up.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Say, notes don't cover everything, Sheik, but I'll take it.
Sheik Babson
Okay, swell. I'll start looking around town. Find my car, get it back.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Okay?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Where are you going to look? Bang Bang.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Who knows? Might be anywheres.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
On its way to a boat, maybe.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I don't follow, Lieutenant.
Sheik Babson
Now, go ahead. Bang Bang. Go and look for it. And if there's one scratch on it, just one, there's gonna be real trouble. Now blow.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Okay, Sheik, See ya. I'll be in touch if I get news.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Well, Sheik, consider yourself lucky we stopped the brawl. Bang Bang. Trout's a Mean customer to slap around.
Sheik Babson
Yeah. He won't get rough. He works for me. I'm his cash register.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
You know who stole your car?
Sheik Babson
You kidding? How would I know?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Okay, when you get the car back, just forget it. No rough stuff, understand?
Sheik Babson
Now wait a second. Who do you think you're talking to?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
A no good gambler with 17 arrests. No rough stuff. Come on, Sergeant, let's get some fresh air.
Narrator
While the brawl was taking place at the restaurant, Dizzy Wilcox was driving a stolen car into Benny Pinker's garage. As the scene opens, Benny is looking at the red convertible with horror.
Benny Pinker
Why, you dimwit. You punchy baboon.
Dizzy Wilcox
Me? What do you mean, Benny?
Benny Pinker
Don't you know who this special job belongs to?
Dizzy Wilcox
No, who?
Benny Pinker
Sheik Babson.
Dizzy Wilcox
Sheik Bab.
Benny Pinker
Oh, you brainless ape. This is the one car in town nobody touches.
Dizzy Wilcox
Chee Cheep. Benny, I didn't know it was Sheik's car.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Ah, shut up.
Benny Pinker
Holy mackerel.
Sheik Babson
Look at this.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
What a smashed fender.
Benny Pinker
Dizzy, did you do this?
Dizzy Wilcox
Yeah, yeah, boss, but I couldn't help it. I misjudged a beard truck. I got poor vision.
Benny Pinker
Sheik Babson worships the scar. He treats it like a little baby. He'll bust you wide open.
Dizzy Wilcox
Yeah. Hey, Chief Bunny, what do we do?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
What's the matter, Dizzy? Scared about something?
Dizzy Wilcox
Who's that?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Bang Bang Trout. I just wandered in looking for a certain red car.
Benny Pinker
Hey, look. Bang Bang. Everything's gonna be all right. Dizzy here made a big mistake.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
You're so right.
Dizzy Wilcox
I'll drive the car right back. I'll take it anywhere. As you say.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
No, you won't, Sheik. Don't let nobody drive this car but me.
Benny Pinker
How is he? Bang Bang's. He burned up.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Burned up? There's blue flames shooting out of his ears. Look, look.
Benny Pinker
I'll go right over to his house and apologize.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Look, Benny, take my tip and don't go near him. He'll only. Hey, what happened to this fender?
Benny Pinker
It was an accident. Dizzy bumped it a little.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Bumped it? It's wrinkled like an old man's neck.
Benny Pinker
I'll have it fixed like new. I know where I can get it fixed in an hour.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Cheek ain't got no hour. He wants it back right away.
Benny Pinker
You hear that, Dizzy? You see what you done?
Dizzy Wilcox
Yeah, cheap. Bang bang. What'll I do?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Drop dead. It'll save somebody a lot of trouble.
Sheik Babson
Bang Bang.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Yeah? Sheik, I brung your car back.
Sheik Babson
Oh, good. Where'd you find it, Benny?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Pinker's garage.
Sheik Babson
Yeah, just like I thought. Ah, just look at this pretty red baby. Some beautiful job, huh? How is it? Bang, bang.
Dizzy Wilcox
Okay?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Well, yeah, except for one thing.
Sheik Babson
What do you mean one thing?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Now don't get sore, Sheik. Take a look at that fen over there.
Sheik Babson
It's all busted. You hit something, you done this.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Take your hooks off of me.
Sheik Babson
My new car.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I said take your hooks off of me.
Sheik Babson
This is my new baby.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
You feel this in your stomach? A rod 45. It makes big holes. Now step back.
Sheik Babson
Now wait a second. Bang, bang. I didn't mean nothing.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Step back, I said. Okay, now stand there. Now listen to what I tell you, Sheik. If you ever rough me up again, they're gonna find you in an alley with a couple of blue portholes in your back. Okay?
Sheik Babson
Bang, bang. Okay. How about that fender?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Dizzy Wilcox done it.
Sheik Babson
That the guy that works for Benny?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Yeah, the punchy guy. Claims he hit a beer truck.
Sheik Babson
All right, I'll put the heater back in your pocket.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
You got me awful sore, Shake.
Sheik Babson
All right, forget it. Look, here's a C note, okay?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
But that next C note ain't gonna be enough.
Sheik Babson
Don't threaten me. Bang, bang. You're working for me. I'll drive this car down to that all night place and get the fender fixed. Tell him, Sheik. Babson wants it to look like new.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
That won't though. It'll always look like a repaint.
Sheik Babson
Yeah, yeah. That's too bad. I'll drive it down and get it fixed anyway.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Okay. Sheik, where are you gonna be?
Sheik Babson
Out.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Mm.
Benny Pinker
Oh.
Sheik Babson
Whatcha eating?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
The new banana split cookie from AM pm All freshly baked with real butter with ban banana, chocolate and strawberry flavors.
Sheik Babson
Wow, that sounds amazing. Can I have a bite?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
I'm sorry, but no. But you can't split the banana split.
Sheik Babson
Not even a little? Not even a crumb. What if.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
No, please.
Sheik Babson
Mine.
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Sheik Babson
I gotta see a punchy guy about a driving lesson.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Lieutenant Hogarth. Really? What time? Where is he now? Okay, we'll start things rolling.
Sergeant Allen
What was that?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
A new guest in the morgue. Man named Dizzy Wilcox. They found him in an alley this morning with two bullets in his back.
Sergeant Allen
He got a record?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Yes. All petty stuff. Punchy character? A dimwit.
Sergeant Allen
Know anything more about him?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
If I remember rightly, he took some kind of a rap once. He was arrested with Benny Pinker. Benny got off, naturally.
Sergeant Allen
Sure, he's got an expensive mouthpiece.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
This thing's beginning to gel. Sergeant, remember how Sheik Babson was in love with his red convertible that was stolen last night?
Sergeant Allen
Yeah.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Maybe Dizzy Wilcox stole it.
Sergeant Allen
Could be, Lieutenant.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Maybe he stole it for Benny Pinker.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Maybe.
Sergeant Allen
FBI man said he suspected Benny in that car theft mob.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
I bet I'm right. I think Sheik Babson would kill any man that laid a hand on that car of his. Let's drive out to Babson's house and ask a few questions.
Sheik Babson
You cops must get up early. What time is it?
Sergeant Allen
Little after nine, Chic.
Sheik Babson
Hell, no wonder I can't get my eyes open. To me, that's the middle of the night. Well, boys, what'd you prime me out of the hay for?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
To ask about Dizzy Wilcox's murder.
Sheik Babson
Dizzy Wilcox? When did that big ape get himself.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Knocked off during the night? Is it really that funny?
Sheik Babson
Well, I don't feel bad enough to sponsor the funeral. Was he knifed?
Sergeant Allen
Don't you know?
Sheik Babson
Listen, I don't know nothing about it.
Sergeant Allen
You deny all knowledge of the murder?
Sheik Babson
That's it, Sergeant.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
By the way, Sheik, we saw your red convertible outside in the driveway.
Sheik Babson
Yeah, ain't it a doll? Sent me back six GS.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Who returned it to you?
Sheik Babson
My man, Bang Bang Trout.
Sergeant Allen
Where'd he find it?
Sheik Babson
Just a couple of blocks from the sirloin joint. Ain't that a coincidence?
Sergeant Allen
Yeah, terrific. Was the car in good shape?
Sheik Babson
Yeah, pretty good. One fender was a little dented, that's all.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
That make you mad, Babson?
Sheik Babson
Sure, wouldn't it? You.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
You said last night if there was one scratch on it, there'd be trouble.
Sheik Babson
Well, you know how it is. Everybody feels that way about a new car.
Sergeant Allen
They don't maul people the way you maul. Bang Bang Trout.
Sheik Babson
He don't mind. I pay him good. I pay everybody good.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Where were you at 3 o' clock this morning?
Sheik Babson
Right here in my house. I was in bed by half past two. Can I prove it? That's the next question. No, I can't prove it. That ain't no dormitory. I live here by myself.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
That's a fine speech, Babson, but we're going to have to arrest you on suspicion.
Sheik Babson
Suspicion of what?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Shooting Dizzy Wilcox. Get dressed.
Sheik Babson
What'll I wear, boys? The prison formal with the stripes that go around?
Sergeant Allen
You get one of those later with a ball and chain to decorate your ankle.
Sheik Babson
You cops, you two bit operators. How long do you punks think you can hold me at headquarters?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Get dressed.
Sheik Babson
I'll be sprung inside of an hour. I'll be out faster than you can blow your nose.
Sergeant Allen
I don't doubt that, but how much will it cost you?
Sheik Babson
Plenty, Sergeant. Like I said, I pay everybody. Good.
Benny Pinker
Who's out there? Who's out of my garage?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
It's only me, Benny.
Benny Pinker
What do you want? Bang, bang me.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I don't want nothing, but I brung a guy that does. My boss, Sheikh Babson.
Benny Pinker
What?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Here he is, Sheik, waiting for you.
Sheik Babson
Yeah? Well, what do you know. Benny Pinker, big car heister. How you feeling tonight, Benny?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Swell.
Benny Pinker
Look, Sheik, if it's about that red convertible, it was all a mistake.
Sheik Babson
It sure was.
Benny Pinker
Dizzy Wilcox picked it up. He didn't know it was yours.
Sheik Babson
Quit crawling, Benny. You sent him out to pick it up.
Benny Pinker
You're acting a little tough, ain't you?
Sheik Babson
You notice, huh? You gonna act tough too?
Benny Pinker
I might if you guys don't get out of my garage. Go on, get lost.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
All right, Benny.
Sheik Babson
What?
Benny Pinker
What's the idea of the heater?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I figured I'd get mine out first. Wanna frisk em Chic? Sure.
Sheik Babson
Keep em covered.
Benny Pinker
You crummy tin horn gambler.
Dizzy Wilcox
Shut up.
Benny Pinker
Give me back that rod and we'll shoot it out.
Sheik Babson
You ain't gonna do nothing, Benny, except come along with me and bang bang.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Go ahead. Benny, what's this all about?
Sheik Babson
Your man Dizzy dented my new car. And I don't like that kind of stuff.
Benny Pinker
Dizzy's dead. Ain't you satisfied?
Sheik Babson
Sure, Benny, I'm satisfied. But you need a little lesson about leaving my car alone. And you're gonna get a little dented tonight way out in the country.
Sergeant Allen
Lieutenant, here's Benny Pinker.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Oh, yes. Good morning, Benny.
Benny Pinker
Hi.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Quite a bandage you've got in your head.
Benny Pinker
Yeah.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
All right, let's have it. Who took you out last night, beat you up?
Benny Pinker
I couldn't see, it was too dark.
Sergeant Allen
Come on, Benny, this is no time to clamor.
Benny Pinker
I don't know nothing.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Police find you 20 miles from town in the middle of the night. You're beaten up and hysterical. Who dumped you out there? Sheik Babson?
Benny Pinker
How could it be? I heard you cops picked him up on suspicion yesterday.
Sergeant Allen
It got sprung in two hours and you know it. Come on, Benny. Who beat you up? Was it Sheik Babson?
Benny Pinker
Why would it be him?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Cause maybe you made a dumb move and heisted his new red convertible. Is that what happened?
Benny Pinker
You guys are all cockeyed. I don't heist cars. Tell the truth, I ain't Telling you, I don't heist cars.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Is that all you're going to say?
Sheik Babson
That's all I know.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Okay, Benny, we tried to help you, but you don't want help, so you're on your own. Now beat it. Go on, get out of here before I lose my temper.
Sheik Babson
Hello, Sheik? Yeah? Sheikh Babson. Who's this?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Bang, bang. Who do you think? Hey, you had lunch yet?
Sheik Babson
No, I slept late. Going out to lunch right now. Where's my car?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
That's what I'm calling about. I had it washed after we come back from the trip to the country last night. It was kind of muddy.
Sheik Babson
Yeah? How's it look?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Like a million. I had the carburetor adjusted. Too.
Sheik Babson
Swell. Does he run good?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Like a breeze. Why don't you try it yourself?
Sheik Babson
I'd like to. Where is it?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
What's the matter, Sheik? Don't you ever look out the window?
Sheik Babson
My car's outside the house. Here?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Sure, it's in your driveway. I left it out there. About an hour ago. You were still asleep. The case is on the floor.
Sheik Babson
Now.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Go on out and try it, Sheik. You'll get a big surprise.
Sheik Babson
Okay, Bang, bang. Thanks. I'll go out and try it right away. So long.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
It.
Sergeant Allen
Hey, Lieutenant, Big news boy. Wait till you hear this.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Take it easy, Alan. What is it?
Sergeant Allen
Sheik Babson. Half an hour ago he got blown up in his car.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Is he dead?
Sergeant Allen
Dead as a herring.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
What's the story? Car bombed? Sure.
Sergeant Allen
Booby trapped. High explosives wired to the ignition. He pressed the starter.
Sheik Babson
Boom.
Sergeant Allen
No Babson, no red convertible.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Well, let's get rolling.
Sergeant Allen
Where to?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Benny Picker's garage.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Hi, Benny.
Benny Pinker
What are you doing in my office? Bang, bang.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I just dropped in to have a little afternoon talk.
Benny Pinker
Well, drop out again.
Sheik Babson
Go on.
Benny Pinker
You've done enough to me. Last night, you and Sheik Babson.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Yeah, that's what I come to talk about, Sheik. It happened just a little while ago. He's dead. He got blowed up in his car.
Benny Pinker
Blowed up?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
How?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
You know how, Benny. You put a gimmick on his starter.
Benny Pinker
What are you nuts? I never done it.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Put down that wrench.
Benny Pinker
You already done enough to me. Bang, bang. You ain't gonna do no more.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Put down that wrench.
Benny Pinker
You reach for your rod, you'll get this right in the head.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
You ain't got the guts to throw that thing.
Benny Pinker
No, you reach for your rod and see.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
All right, Benny, drop it.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
You cops. Cops always drop the wrench.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Benny Allen. You fish. Bang, bang. I'll take care of Benny.
Sergeant Allen
Okay. He's healed, Lieutenant. Automatic.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Mm. No rod on this one. Now, you two, what's this meeting all about?
Benny Pinker
Well, this guerrilla come in here and said I put a booby in Cheek's car.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Well, Benny, did you?
Sheik Babson
No.
Benny Pinker
When I left your office, I come right over here to my garage.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Hey, Lieutenant, can I say a few words?
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Go ahead. Bang, bang.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
It might interest you cops, you know that Benny here is a big wheel in a car heist and mob. He swiped cheeks new heap the other night.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
That right? Benny better talk.
Sergeant Allen
Sheik's murder put you in a bad spot.
Benny Pinker
Okay, okay, sure, I'm in the car heist ring. But I didn't gimmick that car. Bang, bang.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Ah, dopey. Why would I knock off my own boss?
Benny Pinker
Because he needed you, that's why. He slapped you around. You had to take it, and it burned you up.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Shut up. Shut up.
Benny Pinker
Some big trigger man. Ah, real shut up.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
I said.
Sergeant Allen
Stand still.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Yeah, I'm tough, all right. Nobody pushes me around. Not even sheep. Absent.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
So you booby trapped his car. Is that right?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Yeah. He needled me once too often. I wasn't gonna take it.
Sergeant Allen
So you blew him up, huh?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
So what? So what? See, he was a louse. Thought he could pay me off with C notes, but he couldn't. I paid him off.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Calm down.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
He thought he could get away with.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Be quiet or we'll get a straight jacket.
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
He needed me. Nobody can do that.
Sergeant Allen
He said be quiet.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
No. Who shot Dizzy Wilcox?
Mr. Davis (FBI Agent)
Shake did. He was sore cause Dizzy dented his fender.
Lieutenant John Hogarth
Okay, that's all we want to know. You'll be charged with Sheik's murder. Benny Wyatt. We're turning you over to the FBI. Sergeant, let's put cuffs on both of these punks and get them out of here fast.
Narrator
In our cast, Sergeant Allen was played by Lawson Zerby, Benny by Mandel Creamer, Bang Bang by Dan Acho and Dizzy by Earl George. Official Detective is produced and directed by Win Wright. Written by Albert G. Miller. All names of persons and places used in this program are fictitious. Any resemblance to names of actual persons living or did is coincidental. Jack Irish speaking. This program came from New York.
Podcast: Harold's Old Time Radio
Host: Harold's Old Time Radio
Episode Air Date: August 20, 2025
Original Broadcast: December 13, 1956
This episode of Official Detective delves into the tangled web of an international car theft ring, focusing on the investigation of high-end cars stolen to order and shipped to Latin America for enormous profits. The story follows Lieutenant John Hogarth, Sergeant Allen, and an FBI agent, Mr. Davis, as they work together to uncover the upper echelon of the operation. Center stage are the underworld figures—Benny Pinker, Sheik Babson, “Bang Bang” Trout, and hapless thief Dizzy Wilcox—whose shifting alliances, pride, and violence drive the plot to a dramatic conclusion.
| Timestamp | Segment | Summary | | ------------ | ----------------------------------------- | ----------------------------------------------------- | | 01:00-02:41 | FBI enlist local police | Discuss car theft ring, Benny Pinker as suspect | | 02:55-03:52 | Dizzy gets a job | Tasked to steal a red convertible | | 03:52-04:51 | Sirloin Club stakeout | Hogarth & Allen monitor mobster activity | | 05:00-07:41 | Sheik’s car is stolen | Brawl and police step in | | 08:00-11:11 | Dizzy’s blunder revealed | Danger for all, threats escalate | | 12:05-14:56 | Dizzy found murdered | Sheik denies involvement | | 15:08-16:27 | Benny Pinker beaten by Sheik & Bang Bang | Underworld retaliation | | 18:58-19:15 | Sheik killed via car bomb | Police scramble to investigate | | 20:19-21:27 | Bang Bang confesses | He murdered Sheik for disrespect |
The episode blends tough guy patter and 1950s hardboiled police procedural style with comic asides and memorable period slang, giving a vivid sense of the Golden Age of Radio storytelling.
This tightly plotted episode exposes the ruthless hierarchy of mid-century organized crime and the unpredictable violence that underlies underworld loyalty and betrayal. Dizzy’s tragic mistake, the cascading acts of vengeance, and the police’s steady, sardonic pursuit bring the case to a bitter close—true to the noir flavor of the Official Detective series.