
Today's Mystery: Danny investigates when a young woman is found shot dead in a fountain. Original Radio Broadcast Date: March 31, 1950 Originating from Hollywood Starring: Larry Thor as Lieutenant Danny Clover; Charles Calvert as Sergeant Gino...
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Danny Clover
It's.
Adam Graham
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Danny Clover
Broadway's My Beat From Times Square to Columbus Circle, the gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world.
Larry Thor
Broadway's My Beat with Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover.
Danny Clover
Broadway where darkness drains through the scarlet of neon before it's called night and the crowd gathers the people of twilight till dawn. The crowd that coils upon itself then lashes out into the furious storm. You move with it, afraid to look back over your shoulder because the sound drifting by you, Was it a laugh or a cry? There's nothing in between. It's Broadway, My Beat the message was handed to me at my desk at headquarters. And the message was specific. The courtyard of the Marbury Apartments in Greenwich Village. And the message had a code number to make the matter more easily classified. Murder translated into two digits. It is my department, so I went there. The courtyard surrounded by slabs of building. Nothing except the cascade of a fountain. Tossing the filtered yellow lights from apartment windows. That and a girl lying there, her fingers trailing in the water. And a woman standing beside her being angry about the whole thing.
Viola Walker
Well, well. I see you finally got here.
Danny Clover
I finally did. Who are you?
Viola Walker
Now it starts. Who am I? What am I doing here? What's this all about? How much of this is going to be in the papers?
Danny Clover
Probably all of it. You called the questions. Answer them.
Viola Walker
Viola Walker, owner, Manager of the Marbury Apartments. Look it up. Age? None of your business. And the girl lying there is a tenant, Hope Anderson. She's dead. Now. What about the newspapers?
Danny Clover
That bothers you? Why?
Viola Walker
Look, listen to me. I've got an apartment house here. Respectable. For girls only. Sure, they can have men callers at certain hours. Who am I to warp young women by. No men callers, but respectable. Understand that, mister? The newspapers. The girl, Hope Anderson. I told you that she's dead. I told you that, too.
Danny Clover
Yeah, you did. And I believed you. Now try me on. How come you're here?
Viola Walker
This way. I was on the balcony of my apartment. That one up there. I was sniffing the moonlight. I looked down on the fountain. Cause it goes with the moonlight. Hope Anderson lying there didn't go with anything at all.
Danny Clover
Go on.
Viola Walker
I came down, saw what happened. Then I posted a notice on the bulletin board. No one allowed in the courtyard tonight. Then I call headquarters. Look, mister, don't you want to look at that? The gun lying there. I saw it. How come you didn't see it?
Danny Clover
Yeah. Equipped with a silencer. More about the girl, Ms. Walker.
Viola Walker
How do I know? She roomed in apartment six with. With, let me see.
Danny Clover
Jackie Logan And Jackie Logan. Tell me about her.
Viola Walker
Sure. She roomed in apartment six with Hope Anderson. And she's been out all night. Now listen to me. If the newspapers get this, it'll give my apartment house a bad reputation.
Danny Clover
Death by violence creates its own after patterns of behavior. For some, the pattern is desolation. The paths of shock, then anguish, then emptiness. For Viola Walker, it was none of these. An animal had crawled into her backyard and died. For her, it was simply a matter of removal. But a policeman. A policeman has no choice. For him, the pattern is known, laid out to Be followed. So I followed it. The body of a girl who was once Hope Anderson was taken away. The gun that had killed her was turned over to the experts of death, the men in technical and the policeman. The policeman went back to the Marbury apartments to talk to the good friend of a dead girl.
Jackie Logan
Yeah. Yeah, Mr. Clover. I was Hope's friend. Girls like Hope and me, we don't have a friend in the world. So we nail onto each other. That makes it bearable.
Danny Clover
And now that Hope stand, how will it be, Jackie?
Jackie Logan
Unbearable.
Mrs. Warren
For a while.
Jackie Logan
Maybe for a long time. Want me to brew you some instant coffee under the hot water faucet? Sometimes it comes out good.
Danny Clover
Thanks. I'd like some.
Jackie Logan
You'll have it in an instant. What I always say is, what I always like about this town is you can always get hot water. This can get to be something desired, something hoped for. Here you are, Mr. Clover.
Danny Clover
Thanks. Well, that's good. I missed mine this morning.
Jackie Logan
Yeah, me too.
Danny Clover
Tell me about Hope, Jackie.
Jackie Logan
Hope was a girl like me, only more attractive, more sought after, as the saying goes.
Danny Clover
And she did have other friends?
Jackie Logan
Well, yeah.
Danny Clover
All right, let's start with them.
Jackie Logan
I'd say there were two. That's right, two. And they were like in a novel, Mr. Clover. An older man and a young man. The young man with a fire inside him that could burn him up, the older man with a fire that was dying are rivals for the favors of Hope Anderson. I phrase it this way because I read novels in my leisure time. This life like.
Danny Clover
And their names.
Jackie Logan
Care for another cup of instant coffee?
Danny Clover
Only their names, Jackie.
Jackie Logan
There's something else you should know about Hope and me, Mr. Clover. We never discuss names, manners, education, how they treat little animals, bank accounts, but never names. Sure you don't want any more coffee?
Larry Thor
No.
Danny Clover
But do something else for me, Jackie. Keep thinking about the names when you remember them. Maybe it'll be better all round if you come to me at headquarters.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Danny. Danny.
Danny Clover
Yeah.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Hi.
Danny Clover
Hello, Titaglia.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Hi.
Danny Clover
Okay, okay. What about it? What did Technical turn up with facts? You'll tell me, huh?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Technical report. To wit. The gun found at the scene at the fountain was a Luger of the type much sought after as souvenirs from the last and costliest war. It had been recently cleaned and had been fired only once. And you know what?
Danny Clover
Do it gently, D'Adeglia. What?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
It was only fired only once because there had been only one bullet in the clip. Said bullet was found post mortemly to be the one that killed Hope Anderson. Now, Comes the good part.
Danny Clover
I'm clutching onto the desk.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
There were fingerprints on the gun. Fingerprints that can be and were identified. Last night we sent the prison code to Washington. This morning they came back with a name and address.
Danny Clover
And it's who?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Alan Harper, late of the U.S. naval, where he served well and honorable address. 8950 Madison Avenue. How did I do, madam?
Danny Clover
Lieutenant Dandy Tortaglio. Just Jim Dandy.
Philip Warren
Yes, what is it?
Danny Clover
The doorman told me to ask at this apartment. I'm looking for Alan Harper.
Philip Warren
Alan is not here. Didn't the doorman tell you that too?
Danny Clover
He did, but I need to find out for myself. I'm from.
Philip Warren
If you're a friend of Alan's, believe me when I tell you that he's not here. If you're not a friend, it would be rudeness to prolong this, wouldn't it?
Danny Clover
You didn't let me finish. I'm from the police.
Philip Warren
Oh, Alan's in trouble, then?
Danny Clover
I didn't say that. Let's talk inside, shall we? Mr. Philip Warren.
Philip Warren
I'm Alan's stepfather.
Danny Clover
Inside, Mr. Warren.
Philip Warren
Yes, yes, of course. Alan's mother is my wife. Perhaps if you told me you what.
Danny Clover
You want with Alan, you could make it easier for her. Exactly why do you think you need to do that, Mr. Warren? What frightens you about my wanting Alan Harper? Why?
Philip Warren
Why? Only that when a policeman comes to one's door, one assumes there has been violence in some greater or lesser degree.
Mrs. Warren
Violence? Did I hear violence, Philip?
Philip Warren
Oh, this gentleman is from the police, Vera.
Danny Clover
Mr. Danny Clover.
Philip Warren
Mr. Danny Clover. My wife, Mrs. Vera Warranty, the police. It's about Alan, Vera. Mr. Clover came to the door and said he was looking for Alan. I tried to find out. Why? Because I wanted to spare you.
Mrs. Warren
Spare me from what? Philip? I'm sure Alan never in his life did anything his mother could be ashamed of. What do you want with Alan, Mr. Clover?
Danny Clover
Is he here, Mrs. Warren?
Mrs. Warren
No. You may look for yourself if you find it compulsory not to believe me.
Danny Clover
Where is he?
Mrs. Warren
I don't know. That can't surprise you, Mr. Clover. Alan is a man. Let Mr. Clover speak himself. Philip. He hasn't finished. You were saying, Mr. Clover?
Danny Clover
I was saying where would Alan hide if he were wanted for murder?
Philip Warren
You see, I knew. I felt it. I felt it was something that.
Mrs. Warren
What could you have felt about Alan, Philip? Alan is my son.
Philip Warren
I only meant nothing, Vera. Nothing.
Mrs. Warren
You said murder, Mr. Clover. Whose murder?
Danny Clover
Hope Anderson's.
Mrs. Warren
Oh, yes, I read about it in the papers. And you think Alan Murdered? That girl, this Ms. Anderson.
Danny Clover
His fingerprints were on the gun that killed her.
Mrs. Warren
Nothing, nothing will make me believe my boy is a murderer. And I don't know where he's hiding. Hiding? That's your word. May Alan forgive me for using it. Vera, show Mr. Clover to the door. Philip, I'm sure we have nothing else to say.
Philip Warren
Yes. Come, Mr. Clover, please.
Danny Clover
Please, Mrs. Warren. If you know anything, show me the door. Warren.
Philip Warren
One moment, Mr. Clover.
Danny Clover
Yes?
Philip Warren
Vera knows where Alan is. So do I.
Danny Clover
Why are you telling me, Mr. Warren?
Philip Warren
Because I believe it'll go better with Alan if you find him. The life of a fugitive is not a savory one, Mr. Clover. The boy should have given himself up. The boy must have been.
Danny Clover
Where is he?
Philip Warren
He has a cabin on the beach at Montauk. He called Vera and told her he was there. Vera told me. And I'm.
Danny Clover
Where in Montauk?
Philip Warren
It's rather remote, hard to find. I have it. I'll draw you a map.
Danny Clover
And he did. In a neat hand with landmarks and compass headings so that it would be impossible to miss the place. I stopped at a lunch counter for spud nuts and coffee until the Long island train was ready to leave. At Montauk there was no cab waiting, so I had to walk. It was warm for early spring and no movement but the pound and heave of surf and the spray. It was a. I specked down the beach. In a while it became a cabin. And a figure standing there before it. A man dressed in flannel shirt and dungarees, no shoes. I walked up to him. Hello.
Philip Warren
Hello.
Danny Clover
Beautiful day, huh?
Philip Warren
Fine day for walking.
Danny Clover
Yeah, it is. You're Alan Harper, all right. Yeah.
Philip Warren
My name's Harper. Police?
Danny Clover
Uh huh. You shouldn't have run, Harper. Whatever your story is now, it's a bad story.
Philip Warren
Bad from the beginning.
Danny Clover
What happened, you and the girl, Hope Anderson. What reason did you have for killing her? None.
Philip Warren
That's why I didn't kill her.
Danny Clover
That's why my story's bad. I'll listen to it.
Philip Warren
She had just told me she was.
Danny Clover
In love with me.
Philip Warren
Just then, at that moment, she made up her mind and she was sure of it. And just then, at that moment, she died.
Danny Clover
How? Shot, I guess.
Philip Warren
It was a funny popping noise.
Danny Clover
Hope fell. Then something clattered at my feet. A gun? A Luger. Somebody threw it there. I picked it up and tried to fire at someone who was running away. Nothing. No more bullets. There's someone. Did you see Alan? The picture held for an instant, the boy clawing at his chest and the life spilling from him. The pain, sharp and precise and focused, that pinched at my shoulder and flared out and it wavered, dissolved, I thought, lying there, looking at the single pebble that somehow was in my outstretched hand. How red it was, how orange, how. How it spun like a million spinning lights. And there was nothing. Nothing at.
Larry Thor
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Danny Clover
Broadway is a carnival of shows. Shadows that walk the neon midway and scream when they've been cheated of an attraction. They bought it. They paid for it. It belongs to them, to the ravenous shadows. They told me Broadway felt that way about me. It made Broadway's front pages. They told me how a kid found me on the beach at Montauk, lying under a web of seaweed. How the body of Alan Harper was torn out of the fingers of the hungry tide. They told me how I'd been taken to a small hospital overlooking the sea and Broadway was wounded because a spectacle like that should have been played in Broadway's own gutter. Then a quiet voice told me I had a visitor. Sergeant Gino Tortaglia.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Danny. Danny, speak to me.
Danny Clover
Good morning, Sergeant Otaglia.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Good morning. Good morning, Lieutenant Clover. I hope you are in the mood for a visitor from the beyond.
Danny Clover
From the beyond?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Yeah, from all the way beyond Manhattan. All my life I lived in New York. I never realized such a place like this existed in the outskirts.
Danny Clover
You can speak out to Taglia. I'm not dead, Danny.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
How can I tell you how glad I am to hear that from your own lips? I've been visiting here for two days now. This is the first time they let me see you. There ought to be a law.
Danny Clover
What do you got in the package, Dan?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Oh, a get well confection from Mrs. Tartaglia. Last night she went to the mixmaster and beat up an old Italian recipe that makes people get well. Here. Here, Danny, it's for you.
Danny Clover
Thank Mrs. Tartaglia for me.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
We'll call you. Feel up to official business, Danny, in.
Danny Clover
The physical wreck you are in, I'm up to it. The question is, are you?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Oh, sure, Danny, sure. I'm in the pink. Well, let's get down to official business. You need not think, Danny, that we have been lax at the department during your regrettable absence. We have been on the ball.
Danny Clover
Congratulations.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Thank you. We have found, for example, that the footprints leading to the dune from which your assailant shot at you and the deceased, Alan Harper, said footprints have been obliterated beyond recognition by the sands of time.
Danny Clover
That's a big ball. What else?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
The bullets extracted from you and the said deceased, Mr. Harper, have no similarity to any bullets, living or dead, that have been used in the commission of any previous murders or attacks.
Danny Clover
Jolly. Anything else?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
No, no, nothing, Danny. Except that the funeral of the deceased, Mr. Harper, is taking place this afternoon at 2:00 in the Orwell cemetery.
Danny Clover
Oh, go tell the nurse. I want my clothes to Taglia.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Danny. You got it in your mind to leave me. You can't do that. You are pale and wet and weak.
Danny Clover
Get my clothes to Taglia. I have to go to a funeral. Outside of Montauk, it began to rain. A misty drizzle that seemed suspended, melting the houses and movement and sky into a sodden blur. And it held. Later, when we'd gotten back into the city and Tartaglia let me off at Orwell Cemetery, the rain seemed to have let up some, but it was still there. The wet, the chill, the grayness. At the gate, a man answered my question by pointing to a small group of people gathered about a mound of newly turned earth. I waited. Then, when they moved away, when there was only one figure standing there, a woman. Then I walked up to her. A woman with eyes closed against the shape of her son's final identity with the world. Mrs. Warren. Mrs. Warren, I didn't have a chance to tell you how sorry I am.
Philip Warren
You're.
Danny Clover
I'm Danny Klobber, Mrs. Warren. We've met. I was at your home.
Mrs. Warren
Yes. Yes, I know you, Mr. Clover. You want to talk to me, don't you?
Danny Clover
There's no hurry.
Mrs. Warren
Consider it this way, Mr. Clover. Grief isn't a simple thing. It's made up of so much. The lost times and memories.
Danny Clover
So many later.
Mrs. Warren
And there's this all mixed up with it. The only thing in my heart that I know the words from. Or find out who killed my son.
Danny Clover
We'll do that. We'll do that, Mrs. Warren.
Mrs. Warren
You see, when he came home, when Alan came home from the Navy. He found Philip there. Philip? My husband. I had married again. I didn't tell Alan.
Danny Clover
That's why Alan moved up to that cabin in Montauk.
Mrs. Warren
I tried to get Alan to like Philip. Philip understood. Did everything to make well. It was difficult.
Danny Clover
And Alan's friends. This is the thing. We have to know somewhere. Someplace your son. Your son touched another person because of the. He was killed.
Mrs. Warren
I don't know. After Alan met Philip, it seemed he didn't trust me. His friends were his secret.
Danny Clover
How about Hope Anderson? She was his friend. Your son told me that. His good friend, Mrs. Warren. He was with her when she died.
Mrs. Warren
I don't know. I didn't know.
Danny Clover
Listen to me. It could have happened like this. Whoever shot Hope Anderson had meant to shoot Alan. Whoever that was missed the first time. Killed Hope instead.
Mrs. Warren
Maybe.
Danny Clover
Maybe we'd better go now, Mrs. Warren. It's starting to rain harder, Hugo.
Mrs. Warren
I'll be all right. Somehow the rain. Well, it doesn't matter. I'll be all right, Mr. Clover.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Hold still, Danny. I don't want the knot in your tie. Should look sloppy. Yeah. Well, Danny, if I do say so myself, I feel much better now. You are arrayed in dry clothes.
Danny Clover
Thanks for helping me change the taglia. My arm in a sling.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
What am I going to do with you, Danny? You rise out of a sickbed without permission. You go to a funeral, stand in a wet rain, get wet. Any one of these things could have waited.
Danny Clover
I wonder if she's still there. Titaglia. I tried to take her home, but she wouldn't let me.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Who, Danny?
Danny Clover
Mrs. Warren. It's still raining.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Exactly. And you are to stay out of seine. You hear me, Danny?
Danny Clover
Okay. Okay.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
Good. Now, I will bring you in a visitor who has been waiting to see you.
Danny Clover
Who?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
A dame. A lady by the name Viola Walker.
Danny Clover
Why didn't you tell me she was here?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
I thought it was more imperative you should get in the dry. Okay, okay. I said I'd bring her in. You go right in.
Viola Walker
It's positively outrageous the way a citizen is treated around here. How long do you think you can keep a citizen waiting? After all, you're only a public servant.
Danny Clover
You could write a letter to a newspaper. Ms. Walker.
Viola Walker
You see? You see how you treat us? The innocent victims of injustice, the downtrodden.
Danny Clover
I plead for you, Ms. Walker. Who could have done you an injustice? Give it a name.
Viola Walker
Jackie Logan. That's the name. That's the thing that did it to me.
Danny Clover
Jackie. What did she do?
Viola Walker
When you were at the Marbury Apartments, the Apartments I preside over. I told you they were nothing if not respectable. Remember that?
Danny Clover
I remember. I remember. A girl was murdered there, too. Hope Anderson, wasn't it?
Viola Walker
I'm like a mother desotes girls. They have no secrets from me. I keep none from them.
Danny Clover
You're hurt because Jackie kept a secret from you.
Viola Walker
She's no good, that one. She's rotten and ungrateful. She knows more about Hope's murder than you'll ever find out. I wanted her to tell me about it. To talk it over like mother to daughter. So that we could both share it with you.
Danny Clover
Please. Thanks.
Viola Walker
And do you know what the snip did to me? She moved out, bag and baggage. And when I pleaded with her to come back, do you know what she did to me?
Danny Clover
You'll tell me anyway, won't you, miss?
Viola Walker
She slapped me and scratched my face. See?
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia
See?
Viola Walker
Look at this horrible scar. You've got to arrest her.
Danny Clover
Where is she?
Viola Walker
I made a point of finding that out. She's at the Kearney Hotel in the Bowery. A dirty, pest ridden fleabag. Imagine she left my elegant apartments for that.
Danny Clover
All right, Miss Walker, you can go now.
Viola Walker
But I'm not finished.
Danny Clover
I said you could go. Get out of my sight. Ms. Walker. Jackie. Jackie Logan, Open up. It's Danny Clover. Jackie.
Jackie Logan
Come in.
Danny Clover
Yeah. The place was a mess. Like a big wind had ripped in through there and died like that. And as if somebody had tried desperately hard to destroy everything he could lift or turn over. The bed had been slammed up into a corner and the headboard wrenched off so that the edge of the mattress touched the floor. And on it, a girl, Jackie Logan, staring with unbelieving eyes. Thin lines of blood crisscrossed her face like some abstract design of horror. And over all of it, the pink and blue that stuttered through the window from a sign that read Kearney Hotel. You're home away from home. Jackie. Jackie. What happened?
Jackie Logan
He'll die. I swear he'll die.
Danny Clover
Tell me. Tell me, Jackie. Who was it? I'll get you some water. Here, drink this.
Jackie Logan
I can't. I can't.
Danny Clover
We'll get you to a doctor.
Jackie Logan
Don't touch me.
Danny Clover
Later, then. Tell me about it.
Jackie Logan
Nothing. I fell down.
Danny Clover
Look, someone tried to kill you.
Jackie Logan
I fell down.
Danny Clover
Why didn't he kill you? Hope Anderson's dead. And Alan Harper. Why didn't he kill you, Jackie?
Jackie Logan
He tried. He thought I was dead. He beat me. He thought I was dead.
Danny Clover
Who? Tell me who.
Jackie Logan
That's gonna be my way. Because he thinks I'm dead. I got a good thing, Jackie.
Danny Clover
Look, I can arrest you, even with you like this, for withholding evidence. Don't you know that?
Jackie Logan
Jackie, I'm delirious. I don't know what I said. Nothing happened.
Danny Clover
He beat you because you know something about him. Because you know he killed Hope Anderson. And why? Is that why you were blackmailing him?
Jackie Logan
Jackie, I sold out.
Danny Clover
Don't you want to get back at whoever did this?
Jackie Logan
I done. Ask her. Ask Mrs. Warren.
Viola Walker
She.
Jackie Logan
Oh, get me a doctor. Mr. Clover.
Danny Clover
The police ambulance came and took her away. And its siren was loud to cover the sound of her screaming. Then I went to the Warren apartment. The doorman told me that they weren't at home, but they'd gone somewhere. To Montauk, he thought. So I went there. This time it was night and rain, but the sounds of desolation that only the wind and the sea can shape. And finally, the cabin with its feeble yellow light washing against the darkness. Mr. Clover.
Mrs. Warren
Stand where you are. Mr. Clover.
Danny Clover
I came at the right time, didn't I? Mrs. Warren, maybe you better give me that gun.
Mrs. Warren
No, no. I was just showing it to my husband. See it, Philip? This is a souvenir of war. Alan brought back a Japanese revolver. It's clean and loaded. Alan was always a good boy. Neat. A good boy.
Danny Clover
Talk to her. Take it away from her.
Philip Warren
She doesn't know what she's doing.
Mrs. Warren
Don't try. Mr. Clover. Why don't you go over there and dry yourself by the fire? Mrs. Warren, I. I was just telling Philip that my son. My son built that fireplace with his own hands, stone by stone. I've been showing Philip things that were a part of my son's life.
Danny Clover
Mrs. Warren, I've just left a girl who said she told you something over the phone. Jackie Logan. What did she tell you?
Mrs. Warren
She sounded very ill, as if she were in great pain.
Danny Clover
She was. She'd been beaten so hard that whoever did it thought she was dead. Now.
Mrs. Warren
Oh, no.
Danny Clover
What did she tell you, Mrs. Warren? Was it that she was blackmailing your husband?
Philip Warren
What are you talking about? Are you out of your mind?
Mrs. Warren
You think us all out of our minds, don't you, Philip? Mr. Clover? Me? How did you know that, Mr. Clover?
Danny Clover
I didn't. But it fits. Viola Walker came to me, told me to arrest Jackie because Jackie had slapped her face and left her bored in bed. When I saw Jackie, I knew it was more than that. Viola wanted in on something. Blackmail. Maybe she should have seen what blackmailing did to Jackie.
Mrs. Warren
But Philip saw, didn't you, Philip. Oh, there are so many things to kill you for, Philip. For wanting a girl my son loves.
Danny Clover
You didn't mean to kill Hope Anderson, did you, Warren?
Mrs. Warren
Of course he didn't, Mr. Clover. Not the girl, but my son. And finally, he murdered Alan. Tried to kill you and that poor girl Jackie. Oh, Alan.
Danny Clover
Alan, watch out. Mr. Clover.
Mrs. Warren
This gun, Philip. Alan's gun. I'm going to kill you with it.
Danny Clover
Mrs. Warren. Mrs. Warren. Give it to me.
Mrs. Warren
Don't. Don't stop me.
Danny Clover
Not that way. Give it to me. He's getting away.
Mrs. Warren
I. I said I'd kill him, and he's getting away.
Danny Clover
Warren, stop. Don't be a fool, Warren. All right, Mrs. Warren. It's only a leg wound, huh?
Mrs. Warren
Mr. Clover. You should have let me kill you.
Danny Clover
Broadway where the buildings of the night lean against the darkness in crazy tilted angles and walk carefully, kid, or you'll upset their balance. It's a street where you walk the high wire else you gotta play it safe in a cage. It's Broadway. The gaudiest, the most violent the lonesome smile in the world. Broadway. My beat.
Larry Thor
Broadway's my beat. Stars Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover. With Charles Calvert as Tartaglia. The program was produced and directed by Elliot Lewis. The musical score was composed and conducted by Alexander Courage. The cast tonight included Francis Chaney, Jody Gilbert, Don Orek, Eda Rees Marin and Herb Butterfield. No one has ever devised a satisfactory get rich quick plan. But your government has a plan whereby you can save money automatically and get a good return on your savings. It's the Payroll Savings Plan for the purchase of United States Savings Bonds. By means of this plan, your employer will set aside a small amount of money from your paycheck for the purchase of bonds. If there is no payroll savings plan where you work or if you are self employed, you can sign up with the bond a month plan at your bank. Under this arrangement, the bank buys a bond a month for you and charges it to your checking account. You will find United States Savings bonds are a profitable investment and they're as safe as your government. Start buying United States Savings bonds today. Joe Walters speaking. This is cbs where you dance to the music of Vaughn Monroe Saturday nights, the Columbia Broadcasting System.
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Adam Graham
Welcome back. You gotta love the mid episode break and I really like how they tried to capture that sense of shock that comes when you're actually shot in the really stylized language of Broadway's My Beat. Also some interesting casting here in Odie Gilbert, as I believe it was the landlady because she is not known for dramatic acting over radio. Over at her radio gold index, 95% of her work during the golden age of radio was in the role of Rosa, the daughter of the cafe owner Pasquale on the comedy Life with Luigi. And Pasquale was always trying to get Luigi to marry his daughter. So a very different role for Gilbert here. All right, well, listener comments and feedback now. And we start on YouTube where Terry writes, love these old shows. And then we turn to our listener survey. A listener writes, I love old time radio, but now listening to it without Adam's commentary on other programs makes it feel like just half a meal. I appreciate your kind comment. Claire writes, I'm a historian and enjoy listening to these old critics stories. It's entertaining and I appreciate all you do. And then Mark writes, I look forward to every new episode of every show and I enjoy Adam's expertise. Well, thank you so much, Mark. And now it's also time to go ahead and thank our Patreon supporter of the day and I want to thank Larry. Larry's been one of our patreon supporters since September 2016, currently supporting the podcast at the Master detective level of $15 or more per month. Thank you so much for your support, Larry. And that will actually do it for today. If you're enjoying the podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software and be sure to rate and review the podcast wherever you download it from. We'll be back next Wednesday with another episode of Broadway's My Beat, but join us back here tomorrow for Mr. And Mrs. North.
Danny Clover
Where is this the writer you were coming to see? Hobs? No, you better call the police.
Larry Thor
I'll try to get the wagon, then call the hotel manager.
Narrator
Jerry, did you hear that?
Danny Clover
Yes. Sounded like someone locked that door over there.
Philip Warren
This must be a suite of rooms.
Jackie Logan
Yes, the connecting door.
Larry Thor
Let's try it.
Danny Clover
Sure.
Jackie Logan
There's someone in there.
Philip Warren
The door's locked.
Narrator
Come on.
Danny Clover
Where you going?
Narrator
Out in the hall and try the other door to that.
Larry Thor
All right, but I think we should call Bill instead.
Danny Clover
Good luck, too. Let's quit this running around.
Narrator
And, Jerry, if there's someone in there.
Danny Clover
If there's someone in there, we'll let.
Larry Thor
The police deal with them. Now let's get back in the other.
Danny Clover
Room and call Bill. All right.
Narrator
Oh, I had a feeling something would happen so that we wouldn't.
Danny Clover
Jerry, look. What?
Narrator
The connecting door's open now.
Danny Clover
There was someone in there, but not now.
Philip Warren
And there isn't anyone in here either.
Larry Thor
Look at the floor, dear.
Danny Clover
The body.
Adam Graham
I hope you'll be with us then. In the meantime, send your comments to box13@greatdetectives.net follow us on Twitter at radiodetectives and check us out on Instagram. Instagram.com Great detectives from Boise, Idaho, this is your host, Adam Graham, signing off.
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The Great Detectives of Old Time Radio: Episode Summary
Podcast Information:
Introduction: In this gripping episode of The Great Detectives of Old Time Radio, host Adam Graham presents "Broadway's My Beat: The Hope Anderson Murder Case," a classic detective audio drama from the Golden Age of Radio. This episode delves deep into the dark alleys of Broadway, unraveling a complex murder mystery that intertwines the lives of several compelling characters.
Plot Summary:
1. The Murder Scene (00:30 - 05:02) Detective Danny Clover arrives at the Marbury Apartments in Greenwich Village after receiving a coded message about a murder case [03:08]. The scene is set with vivid descriptions of Broadway's nocturnal ambiance, capturing the essence of the city's underbelly.
Upon arrival, Clover meets Viola Walker, the manager of the Marbury Apartments, who informs him about the victim, Hope Anderson, and presents the murder weapon—a Luger pistol—found at the scene.
2. Investigation and Suspects (05:02 - 09:35) Clover begins his investigation by understanding the victim's relationships. He interviews Jackie Logan, Hope Anderson's close friend, who reveals that Hope had two main suitors: an older man and a young man named Alan Harper.
During this segment, Sergeant Gino Tartaglia provides technical insights, identifying fingerprints on the gun that link to Alan Harper, located at 8950 Madison Avenue.
3. Confrontation with Philip Warren (09:35 - 15:29) Clover tracks down Philip Warren, Alan's stepfather, who vehemently denies any wrongdoing but becomes increasingly agitated under pressure. Mrs. Vera Warren, Philip's wife, also becomes embroiled in the investigation, adding layers of family drama.
As the investigation progresses, Clover travels to Montauk, where he encounters Alan Harper, who provides a cryptic account of the events leading to Hope Anderson's death.
4. The Plot Thickens (15:29 - 27:55) The narrative deepens with Clover attending Alan Harper's funeral amidst a somber and relentless rainstorm [16:20]. Here, Sergeant Tartaglia reappears, delivering a series of technical findings that perplex Clover further.
Clover's investigation leads him to the Kearney Hotel, where he confronts Jackie Logan. Her disheveled state and fragmented memories hint at deeper conspiracies and possible blackmail involving Viola Walker.
5. The Climax (27:55 - 29:44) Back at the Warren residence, Clover uncovers the truth about the Warrens' involvement. Mrs. Warren's denial and eventual revelation expose the intricate web of deceit, leading to a dramatic confrontation where the true motives behind Hope Anderson's murder are unveiled.
In a final showdown, Mrs. Warren's desperation culminates in a violent outburst, threatening Clover's life and revealing the tragic culmination of familial tensions and hidden secrets.
Character Analysis:
Detective Danny Clover (Larry Thor): A seasoned detective navigating the complexities of human emotions and hidden agendas. His methodical approach contrasts with the chaotic environment of Broadway.
Viola Walker: The meticulous manager of the Marbury Apartments, whose dignified exterior masks underlying tensions and secrets.
Jackie Logan: Hope Anderson's loyal friend, whose trauma hints at a larger conspiracy possibly involving blackmail and manipulation.
Philip and Mrs. Vera Warren: A seemingly respectable couple whose fractured family dynamics play a pivotal role in the unfolding mystery.
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia: The dedicated officer providing crucial technical support, whose interactions with Clover add depth to the investigative process.
Notable Quotes:
Danny Clover (03:08): "Broadway where darkness drains through the scarlet of neon before it's called night and the crowd gathers the people of twilight till dawn."
Viola Walker (04:27): "No men callers, but respectable. Understand that, mister?"
Sergeant Gino Tartaglia (09:13): "Fingerprints that can be and were identified... How did I do, madam?"
Jackie Logan (25:13): "He tried. He thought I was dead. He beat me."
Mrs. Warren (28:21): "Of course he didn't, Mr. Clover. Not the girl, but my son."
Conclusion: "Broadway's My Beat: The Hope Anderson Murder Case" masterfully captures the essence of old-time radio detective dramas, blending suspense, intricate character interactions, and a richly woven narrative. Detective Danny Clover's relentless pursuit of truth amidst deceit and tragedy offers listeners a nostalgic yet compelling mystery, showcasing the timeless allure of radio detective stories.
Host Commentary: After the episode, Adam Graham provides insightful reflections on the narrative techniques and character portrayals. He highlights the unexpected casting of Jody Gilbert, known primarily for her comedic roles, in a dramatic capacity, noting the shift from her iconic role in "Life with Luigi" to a more serious character in this episode.
Listener Feedback: Adam engages with listener comments, expressing gratitude for the support and enthusiasm from fans like Terry, Claire, and Mark. He acknowledges the vital role of Patreon supporters, specifically thanking Larry for his ongoing contribution since September 2016.
Final Thoughts: This episode not only delivers an engaging murder mystery but also pays homage to the rich tradition of old-time radio dramas. Through meticulous storytelling and dynamic character development, "Broadway's My Beat" stands as a testament to the enduring charm and narrative prowess of radio detectives.
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