
Today's Mystery: A wealthy socialite who had recently married a waterfront character is found murdered in a low-class hotel room. Original Radio Broadcast Date: November 3, 1950 Originating from Hollywood Starring: Larry Thor as Lieutenant Danny...
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Welcome to the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we're going to bring you this week's episode of Broadway's My Beat. But first, I do want to encourage you if you're enjoying the podcast, to please follow us using your favorite podcast software. And today's program is brought to you in part by the financial support of our listeners. You can support the show on a one time basis at support.greatdetectives.net and I want to thank Sean for supporting the program. That way you can also become one of our ongoing Patreon supporters for as little as $2 per month by going to patreon.greatdetectives.net but now, from November 3, 1950, here is the Laura Burton murder.
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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 With Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover. Broadway it's the neon avenue of beggars, the gleaming alley where you dart and search and revel in the Blaze of fury. You sidestep the gutters of night, try to close your heart against the carnival scream that rises high above Broadway, shatters, then prowls through the city. But it's no good. It holds you close. But at the waterfront, it releases you, hands you over to other sounds. The voices of the river, the waking wind that has slept in the sea, the siren wind that clears the way for mourning and for death. Beckons you up the protesting stairs of a waterfront hotel, opens a door and invites you to consider a dead girl. She sits sprawled on the floor, her head resting on the edge of a bed, her eyes gray like mirrors reflecting the gray of the sea through the open window. Detective Mugaman lets you absorb it, get your fill of it, then hand you a cigarette. Light, Denny. Thanks. If you want coffee, the manager's Perkins. Him down the hall. He's very friendly. Said while I waited, I could. Strangled? Yeah. With a cord off a robe. Man's bathrobe, I'd say. Where's the rest of it? Couldn't find it. Danny, I've been all over. The killer. Cut it in half. Thrifty type killer. Half a bathrobe cord. Very thrifty. Who found her? Manager. The friendly one? Yeah. A husband and wife registered here earlier this morning. Husband woke manager out of a sweet dream. Told him to bring breakfast to his wife in a half an hour. Manager did, but she wasn't hungry. She was that way. So the manager ate the breakfast himself. You said her husband? Yes. Yeah. Robert Burton. Husband. Registered here last night with his wife, Laura Burton. No baggage, paid in advance. You're not reacting, Danny. You said something. Yeah, I did. I said Laura Burton. You didn't react. She dies different from other people. Easy, Daddy. I only meant. It's funny you haven't heard about Laura Burton. You know, the heiress. Daddy made millions in baby food. Educated in watering places. Educated by counts and dukes and ski instructors. Married a few of them. Funny, I haven't heard. Where's her husband? I told you. He ordered a breakfast, took a walk, fed a seagull. That's the last anyone saw him. He was talking to a seagull. Oh. What's the matter with you? All that money. Park Avenue mansion. She dies like this in a place like this. Mugavin said it, and I shrugged. And over Mugovan's shoulder and through the window, I could see the early morning mist rise frostily from the river. The. The tugboat and a man leaning over its side. Suddenly the sun was out, striking glints on the water. Daytime had just entered the port of New York. Laura Burton, heiress. Laura Burton strangled in a dollar a night hotel. Find out why. Go to the Park Avenue address of Laura Burton. Be suitably impressed by the paneled oak doors, the musical chimes. The butler who took my badge and placed it on a silver tray disappeared, then returned and gave it back to me between his thumb and forefinger and told me to sit. Then 15 minutes of considering the 17th century tapestries and wondering how George killed such a big dragon with such a small sword. And just as I was about to figure it, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I had to leave George to his own devices. You like tapestry? Not especially. I was just. Oh, because if you did, I've got some in this study that would make your back teeth rattle. Some other time, maybe. Right now. You're a policeman, aren't you? What policeman? Clover. Danny Clover. Homicide. I'm Muriel Carlson. What can I do for you? I asked to see Robert Burton, Laura Burton's husband. And you're from Homicide? That's right. Wonderful. Who did Robert murder? We just want to talk to him. We're not sure he committed murder, Ms. Carlson, but it's possible that he did. Did he kill Laura? Laura is dead. Shot, strangled, beaten. Poisoned. Strangled? Well, I only ask because. Well, I'm Laura's sister. And if any of my friends ask me how Laura died, I can tell them it's all. Your sister's dying, Dusty, huh? Oh, it's much more than that, Mr. Clover. It's a release. For years, I've been wondering how Laura would die. It's been bothering me. Now I can think of something else. Where'd she die? In a waterfront hotel. Then Robert killed her. Of course. I say of course because there's no doubt about it. Laura was always running off to places like waterfront hotels with him so she could get to know him better. Maybe her own canopied furniture border. You know, I thought Laura's second husband would kill her. Now it turns out her fourth husband. What do you know? Where will I find him? Robert. Robert, the man with the muscles. Man with a flat stomach and the fat mouth. Robert. Fourth husband. Robert the studo. Where will I find him? I wouldn't know. But Robert could never get water run out of his ear. Literally. You could smell it. Am I being helpful, Mr. Clover? Then the glee at what I'd brought her couldn't be held back. It bubbled up, spilled out of her mouth, shaped itself into a girlish giggle. She tried to smooth it off her lips with the back of her hand couldn't instead stroked her throat, arranged her back hair, watched herself, admired her image in an anti with their eyes invited me to the same and I got out. Then the official the routine pattern began to spin itself out. The APB's all points bulletin on one Robert Burton. Suspicion of murder. The inquiries at the waterfront places Robert. If you find him, Mr. Sent him back to me. I miss dear old Robert. My prince charming, I called him. Find him for me. The waterfront buddies. Robert married something rich, I hear. Gilda, eh? She wasn't the rich for his blood, huh? That's Robert for you. The waterfront hiring halls you can, detective. We haven't seen him here since he married mink and La Di dare. Robert's dreamboat come in, huh, Detective? Dead wife, live money, huh? Finally a man on the docks. A man loading cargo. A man who knew Robert like he was his brother. Like my brother. We loaded junk together. We dream together of far away places and girls with bells on their toes. Where is he? Pulled up with a bag of gold and a golden girl in some hole on Park Avenue. Like I'll be someday. If I'm a good boy. By the way, I'm Marty Dixon. You're a cop? But you got a name, huh? Danny Clover. Danny Clover. They tell me you used to room with Burton. Uh huh. We shared everything a room, old comic books, girly magazines. Sometimes we shared our friends into. Till he married Laura. That part of himself he kept to himself. Like I'll do someday. You won't begrudge me that, will you, Danny? Like I don't begrudge my friend Robert, who's like a brother. Tell me about their marriage. It's been in the society columns. You tell me because you knew him so well. Gladly. I've just been waiting to be asked. I'm tired of thinking about it. In the loneliness of my room. Their marriage was champagne and antique mirrors and velvet carpets. Sometimes he and Laura would come down and share the crumbs with me. That was gay. Why do you need to know nice things like that? Because we think he murdered Laura. That crawling no good. What's the matter, Marty? You want the killer? I'll give him to you. Where? I'll give him to you because that he shares with me. He comes to me, says he's in a little trouble while I put him up for a couple of days. Sure, I'll put him up. Where? In my room. 1823 West 6. You know something, Danny? I'm glad you found me. Cross my heart, I'm glad. Come On. Open up, Burton. Open. Who is it? Police. You got the wrong room. Open the door. No. Okay, Burton, let's go. Not gonna be that easy, copper. Like I said. Burton, let's go. In here. Burton. Hi. Danny Bros. He wants to talk to us. Good. Sit down, Burton. Over there. Thanks. Lawyer said I should tell all you got a smart lawyer, and he can afford it. How many millions does your wife leave, Burton? Seven or ten? I never can remember. I get all flustered when I mention that much money. Why just strangle your wife, Burton? Oh, such a leading question, fellas. Next thing you'll want to note is I enjoy it. Did you enjoy it, Burton? Thinking about it? I enjoy it because now there's all that money. That's the part that's enjoyable. I didn't kill her. Is that what your lawyer told you to say? Say it, he said. If you didn't do it, my boy, he said. Say it. How about that bathrobe cord? Whose bathrobe? Mine. Fellas, who registered at the hotel with your wife? I did. Fellas, I've been telling you police that for six hours. You got a pretty nice place on Park Avenue, Burton. Why pick a fleabag? Salt air, fellas. The commonplace things. Laura and I enjoyed it. I'm a different man. Near the waterfront. Laura enjoyed it. Okay, Burton. What happened? Woke up this morning, felt like a walk. Stopped at the manager's room, told him to send breakfast up to Laura. What about the manager? Mugman? He's an old doctor. Sinski. Said he wouldn't have the strength to strangle. So you killed your wife and went for a walk. Is that what happened, Burton? My lawyer said you might say that. Even said the DA will probably arraign me because it looks like open and shot. I killed my wife. Why'd you run? Why'd you hide? Because he killed her. Because I came back to the hotel and saw the crowd and heard that Laura Burton had been murdered. So I ran. What'd you do with the other half of the bathrobe cord? The one she was strangled with? The one you used to strangle her? All right, it was my robe, but I didn't use it. Why'd you only use half the cord? Because. Look, why you trying to confuse me? I didn't kill her. But you're glad she's dead. Now take me back to my cell. Sergeant Muggerman asked you a question. Take me back to my cell. Elias said. Talk, Burton. Talk. Take me back. Sure, take you back and get your confession. Danny. Oh, what is it? Homicide. Call Just came in. Waterfront call said. Tell Clover to get down here. I'm busy, Gino. Call came through the DA's office. Danny said you. I got a squad car waiting. You gonna take it? Sure, Gino. That's all I've got to do. I've been waiting for you, Lieutenant. It's right down the alley. Thanks, Officer. I was just making the beat and stopped here for a drag and a cigarette. I mean, I was just checking routine, you know, Lieutenant. You stopped for a drag? Yeah, that's right, Lieutenant. Well, when I lighted up the light from the match, anyway, there she was laying there. I thought she was a drunk. Told her to move on. I poked her. Maybe I shouldn't have done that. This is the way you found her? Yeah, just like that. Lieutenant, I. I figured she wasn't drunk. I figured she was strangled to death. I shouldn't have poked her. Don't worry about it. You know who she is? No. Here, I'll hold the flash so you can see better. Good. You see, she looks a lot like that Laura Burton who was strangled with a bathrobe cord. Same features, almost identical. Is that why they made such a big to do about when I phoned in, Lieutenant? And I thought I had a killer. You were wrong. Huh? Well, that flashed it over and over. They asked me, are you sure she was strangled with half a bathrobe cord? Sure I'm sure, I said. You were wrong about having a killer, huh, Lieutenant? Yeah, I was wrong. You were listening to Broadway's My Beat, written by Morton Fine and David Friedkin and starring Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover. The election news you'll hear it best on CBS next Tuesday, November 7, with its World famous reporter, Edward R. Murrow heading up the staff. CBS News will bring you the latest up to the minute returns in state and important local contests. Be sure you get the election news fastest and the most accurately. Next Tuesday night, you'll hear it best on cbs. Broadway all depends on the mood you're in. You can be part of the mob and perform for the sightseers, or you can create a stir by strangling women with a coat of a flannel bathrobe. The latter case, you have an advantage. Broadway performs for you. It hangs on the ropes and talks in whispers and clucks its tongue about the police department. The ray of sunshine the next morning, the pure gold in another watch. Drab November day. The Sergeant Tartaglia, who did remarkable things with file cards, with inkwells, with pencil sharpness. Ah. What's the matter, Gina? Ah, this pencil sharpener, Danny, a veritable ogre of pencils, chews them up and gives no points in return. I've been waiting for you to come in. And I've been sharpening your pencils. I'm here now, Gino. Huh? Well, you said you were waiting for me. You got something to tell me, Roger, tell me. Wilco. Of the matter of the girl who was strangled in an alley, her name was Annalee Sisler, a name known most especially to Precinct 45 for various and sundry misdemeanors. Go on. Technical. Ask that it be pointed out to you that Ms. Sisler had physical attributes which were also observed on Laura Burton, also deceased. Uh huh. Such as, to wit, maybe the killer strangled the wrong woman the first time because both were blonde, both had blue eyes, both approximately the same age, same height, same weight. Both strangled. And both by opposite ends of the identical bathrobe cord. You know, Danny, this brings to mind a famous case which involved Mike Schreck, the bald headed. Well, it was almost the miracle detective from Philadelphia's undoing, Danny, if he hadn't disguised himself in the nick of time as a midget. Get on with it, Gino. To wit, the DA has released Robert Burton as a murder suspect since he was in the pokey at the time of the murder of Ms. Sisler and since the murder weapon, which killed Ms. Siszler, also killed Laura Burton. Okay, what else? What else is that? Ms. Sisler's last known address, according to the records of the 45th Precinct, is the Kenneth McManus Masseur Parlors on East 34th Street. How'd I do, Danny? Great, Gino. I'll get you a new pencil sharpener. Sure you wouldn't care to grab yourself a steam, Mr. Clover? Then a nice salt rub from the salty hands of one of my exploits. All in the house, of course. All I wanted. I wanted to get your suit clean and pressed while being catered to. We think of everything in this calling. Look, and we got a lady's, too, in case you got a wife or a girlfriend or something else on the plumb side for them. We got home permanence while being cooked and mulled and freshened up. That's all of it. You're through. Yeah, yeah. Can't sell you, huh? All you want is what do I know about Annalee Sisler that's all whited, huh? In an alley, huh? Well, such a good worker. One of my best. Little Anna Lee. And such demand. By whom? Ladies. Fat ladies, skinny ladies, happy ladies, sad ladies. Little Annalee had a way with a steam cabinet. They always asked for her. She. She finished her work last night. Punched her time card. Waved goodbye to you from the door. That's right. She did all that just like you said. Oh, but you got one detail wrong, Mr. Clover. She didn't wave goodbye. Wrong again. She waved. But not last night. Five months ago, she heard a call from somewhere deep inside her. She left my employer to answer it. Yola explained to me about the call. Happens to guys like little Annaleigh. She heard a call to be a photographer's model. Nice clean wipe. You wouldn't know where. Wrong again with Leroy, the photographer on west Tent. Can't inveigle you into esteem, huh, Mr. Clover? My receptionist. Secretary said you were different from the other people who come to study with me. How much are you different? This much, Leroy. I photographed those too. Police badges? Yes, in my formative stage when I was desperate naive about subject matter. But now you're doing better, Hollyroy. Oh, much, much as witness this mass class 3 models. Assembly line methods. Pardon me. Try one from the floor, Mr. Holmes. And this time we'll shoot it with film. Shall we, Mr. Holmes? That's right. Yes. It's better with film. Now, Mr. Clover, where were we? You had a model. Oh, that's why you're here. You want stuff about Annalee now, you know. Wonderful girl. Ordinary, but wonderful in such a wonderful way. The textures, the highlights, the shadows. Yes, we miss annalee, don't we, Mr. Holmes? Of course we do. Ever done art studies in a prison cell, Leroy? The texture, the highlights of man like you could do wonders. You mean because I don't nudge up to your questions? You do that to me. You'd. Aha. Hold my camera, Mr. Holmes. Thank you. Now look here, Mr. Clover. I don't believe it. Oh, I'm not going to hit you. Don't fear. I'm just going to tell you off. Annalee Sizzler was our favorite model. We've lost her. We've mourned for her for five weeks now. What? Five weeks ago she said she had something much better than us. I pleaded with her, tried to bribe her to come back to us. Even went to her apartment, my arms full of goodies. She slammed the door in my face. Her apartment? Where is it? 1923's 32nd, top floor in the rear. Wonderful subject matter. But you don't care. All you care about is murder, spoiling things, things like that. That's right. You can give him back his camera, Mr. Holmes. Leroy just told me off. East 32nd, top floor, in the rear. The door open, the woman in the room are back to you, not hearing you walk in. A woman intent on grubbing through the open drawers of the bureau finding things, holding them close for an instant, tossing them on a pile of stuff already on the floor, grubbing for more. Then finally aware of your presence trying to still the greed trembling in her fingers and her body. What do you want here? What are you doing here? Spying. Get out. This is Ms. Sisler's apartment, isn't it? What of it? She's got no use for all this now. She didn't deserve things like this anyway. But you do. Yes, I do. All my life I deserved them. Now they're mine. And you can't take them away. Let's have a look. I'll call the police. I'm the police. And you? I own this place. I run it. Rent rooms to girls like her. Clean up after. That gives you the right to steal from a dead girl like her? Not stealing. Only taking what you would have given me anyway if she'd known she's gonna die. Anna was a girl like that. Generous. Didn't care about her things. They're expensive silk. Imported. Never had anything like that, not next to my body. I haven't. Just watched her put them on sometimes. All right. Don't take them away, mister. She'd have given them to me. I swear it. I swear. It's Danny Clover speaking. This is Gordon. Danny, the lab. Come across the hall for a minute. I have something to show you. What? The lady slip you brought in. The underwear. Don't walk, Gordon. Hello. Did you walk or run, Danny? Don't you ever smile? What's on your mind, Gordon? On my mind? All right, I'll turn you. Why is it when the department is up to its neck in unsolved murders they make kissing sounds at John Gordon? You got something to tell me or you just want me to admire you? First I'll tell you something, then you can drop your chin in frank admiration. Take a look at this slip. Go ahead. Hold it up to the light. See what I mean? I see a black silk slip. A real expensive black silk slip. Feel it. Go ahead. Right here. See what I mean? I don't see that. Roughness is thread. Something was sewn on that slip and torn off. A laundry mark, Danny. What you don't know about slips. A laundry mark on a slip. Sewn here. Sewn here was a French word. TOU jour. And sewn here was a name. Laura. Stitches Were pulled out, but they left their pattern. Now you want to admire me, Danny Dattaglia. Hey, Gino, where are you? What do you want, Danny? Call the Seaboard Shipping Line. Gino, get the Doc Foeman and ask for Marty Dixon. Well, suppose they won't call Marty to the phone? Danny Dixon's just a stevedore. That's what I'm counting on. Leave word. Tell him insurgents say Robert Burton wants to see Dixon as soon as Dixon gets off from work. Roger, Danny. And also Wilco. It was 4 o' clock when Mugavin called in. He had just seen the dock foreman of the Seaboard Shipping Line hand Marty Dixon a note. It was a few minutes past 5:30 when Mugavan called back again. The quitting whistle had just blown down to the waterfront and Marty Dixon had just punched his time clock to take him 25 minutes to get to Burton's mansion on Park Avenue. It took me 10 minutes. Robert Burton said he was glad to see me. We could talk in privacy. Laura's sister was judging a dog show on Long island and he'd given the servants the day off to grieve his wife's death. So we can talk in privacy, Danny. But you know what? What? You didn't have to come back and apologize for the rough way you fellas treated me. I understand these things. I didn't come back for that. Oh? Got something in your mind, Danny? Tell me. I can fix it. I got nothing but money. $8 million and change. $8 million. And that's what the taxes skimmed off. Tell me, Danny. I know who murdered your wife. And you want a reward. How much you want, Danny? That's besides the gold watch you already got in mind. How do you want it engraved, Danny? And a matching gold cigarette case. Do anything because I'm indebted to you, fella. Don't you want to know who murdered your wife? I figure you'll tell me when the time is right, fella. Tell me and let's forget all about it, eh? I'll tell you, fella, you did. You murdered your wife. Oh, Danny, you know better. How could I have killed Laura? Same guy who killed her strangled that girl in the alley. Even the DA knows that. What's the matter? Is he on your back for a killer? No. Matter of fact, he gave me permission to pick you up for murder. All this magnificence around here make your head spin, huh, fella? You tried to give me trouble before, Burton. Remember what I got you this time? I got something better. I heard you've Been admiring that tapestry, Danny. It's worth maybe 60 GS. How would you like to use something like that for a bath towel and not worry about it, huh? Like it? Wouldn't you, Denny? You would, wouldn't you? Tell me, how do you figure I killed my wife? Like we told you before. Strangled her in that fleabag. Your pal Marty Dixon wants to come in, Burton. How come you're so good? Danny, you stand here, talk to me, hear some chimes and know it's Marty. How do you do things like that, fella? Open the door for him, Burton. Yeah, I will. What do you know? Hi, Marty. Come on. You're real good, Danny. Hello, Marty. What goes on here? It's this way, Marty. The DA is on my back. I need a killer. Isn't that right, fella? Yeah. Yeah, that's the way it is, Marty. What does he know, Burton? Let me. I know Burton strangled his wife with half that cord. Gave you the other half so you could strangle that Sisler girl. Had it all arranged. How could the DA indict Burton when it was obvious the killer was still on the loose? You know a lot. How is it that you know a lot? That Sisler girl had an expensive slip that once belonged to Laura Burton. How long did it take you boys to find a girl with the same features as Laura to make it look like a killer had strangled the wrong girl when he killed Laura Burton? Oh, it didn't take you very long to find her, did it, Marty? A couple of weeks. Then you wined her and dined her. Oh, I helped, didn't I, Marty? Gave you my wife's kid cast off clothes. You could give the girl presents, make her love you. You making a deal with the cop, Burton? He likes nice things. I'm in a position to give him anything he wants. Me too. Because everything you got, I got half. That was the arrangement he made when we started this thing, Clover. When did all this happen, Marty? It happened. And that's the way it is. I didn't sign anything. I don't remember doing that. Anyway, you're a murderer. Man in my position can't have any truck with murderers. And that's why I'm giving you to the cop. You know, when I got a message this afternoon, I figured something had gone sour, so I brought a friend. Marty. Don't be crazy, Clover. Don't go for your gun. I kill cops, too. Look, Marty, we were having a joke, weren't we, Danny? Listen to me, Marty. You don't have to rough me, Clover. Gun's empty. Let's go, Marty. Sure. You want to know something? What? I feel real good. I'm going to the electric chair and I feel real good. How many men get the opportunity to die for half of $8 million? In the minutes before dawn, Broadway lies huddled in a dreamless sleep. It's the time of the long black night and no stars. The muted wind. And on the wind, the sly whispers. Start running, kid. You'll never get home again. It's Broadway. The gaudiest, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world. Broadway, My Beat. Broadway's My Beat. Stars Larry Thor as Detective Danny Clover. With Charles Calvert as Tartaglia. The program is produced and directed by Elliot Lewis, with musical score composed and conducted by Alexander Courage. 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Welcome back. Another good episode. I do wonder, with the introduction of John Gordon, if the writers are trying to get us to hate police scientists as much as Danny does. Because this guy is incredibly smug and conceited. And I believe he was on last week, too, so he's quickly becoming my least favorite recurring character. The landlady's defense that she was only taking what the dead woman would have given her had she been aware that she was going to die is not something I'd try suggesting in probate court. And I think she was looking for sympathy because but the MB came through and that's never a good look. Also, I'm tempted to go through all the episodes and find all the Mic Shrek information provided by Tarteglia and compile it. Don't know what purpose I'd use it for. Alas, idle curiosity is something I don't have as much time for as I once did. All right, well, listener comments and feedback. And we start with Sean, who just sent along a note. Thanks for all the great content. Thank you so much, Sean. And then we had a comment over on Spotify and this comes from Peter, who writes regarding the John Webster murder case. Adam was right about the audio quality, but this one is worth listening to. Well, thanks so much Peter. And that tends to be what we found people have said over the years. Andrew, I think way back when he show started, maybe a year or so later, he formally surveyed his audience and asked whether people wanted programs with lesser audio quality played and the audience responded that that was what they preferred as opposed to skipping those that were lesser. And I know that it does get frustrating for some people whose hearing is a bit impaired and it's just impossible for them to enjoy the program. I was actually heartened recently. Corey Harker, the president of spurdvac, the Society to Preserve, Encourage and Encourage Radio Drama, Variety and Comedy, actually was able to do a restoration to a couple of programs. One was I think somewhat obscure family comedy called the Nichols Family, but the other was an episode of Quiet Please and these were circulating in poor condition. Was able to get them to a much better, higher quality. And I'm hopeful that we'll see similar processes implemented. But I suspect we will always encounter a few rough sounding programs just because most of them were not systematically preserved. All right, well now it's time to thank our Patreon Supporter of the day and I want to thank Susan, patreon Supporter since October 2018, currently supporting the podcast at the Detective Sergeant level of $7.14 or more per month. Thanks so much for your support, Susan, and that will 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. From Boise, Idaho, this is your host, Adam Graham signing off.
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The Great Detectives of Old Time Radio
Episode: Broadway’s My Beat – The Laura Burton Murder Case (EP4787)
Date: August 27, 2025
Host: Adam Graham
This episode features a classic detective radio drama: Broadway’s My Beat—“The Laura Burton Murder Case,” originally aired November 3, 1950. The story follows Detective Danny Clover as he investigates the murder of Laura Burton, a wealthy heiress, in a seedy waterfront hotel. The case soon thickens when a second, nearly identical murder occurs, leading Clover into a tangled web of money, betrayal, and deception.
After the radio drama, host Adam Graham provides his humorous and insightful commentary, discusses listener feedback, and wraps up with show notes and acknowledgments.
The episode opens on a grim note: Laura Burton is found strangled in a rundown waterfront hotel.
Detective Danny Clover and Sergeant Mugavan examine the scene, noting that the weapon is half a man’s bathrobe cord.
The hotel manager found the body, and Laura’s husband, Robert Burton, has disappeared after ordering breakfast for her.
Laura’s identity as a wealthy heiress makes the setting—and her fate—especially shocking.
"All that money. Park Avenue mansion. She dies like this in a place like this." — Mugavan (06:50)
Clover visits Laura’s opulent Park Avenue home, meets her sardonic sister Muriel Carlson, who displays little grief.
Muriel is refreshingly blunt and cynical about the family dynamics, Laura’s history of marriages, and her own relief at Laura’s death.
"For years, I've been wondering how Laura would die. It's been bothering me. Now I can think of something else." — Muriel Carlson (11:10)
The episode establishes Robert Burton as Laura's fourth husband, described as a "man with muscles and a fat mouth."
The investigation moves to Manhattan’s docks, where a laborer named Marty Dixon (an old friend of Robert Burton’s) becomes a person of interest.
Marty offers details of Robert and Laura’s tumultuous, high-society marriage—and hints at knowing more about the case.
"Sometimes he and Laura would come down and share the crumbs with me. That was gay. Why do you need to know nice things like that? ... Because we think he murdered Laura." (17:30)
Police confront Robert Burton, whose alibi grows shaky as he evades details and displays little grief.
Burton is sardonic, hinting multiple times that he stands to inherit Laura’s fortune, yet denies killing her.
"Thinking about it? I enjoy it because now there's all that money. That's the part that's enjoyable. I didn't kill her." — Robert Burton (20:25)
Another woman, Annalee Sisler, is found strangled in an alley with the other half of the same bathrobe cord.
Both victims look alike—blonde, blue-eyed, similar age and build—suggesting the murders are connected.
Robert Burton is released when it's found he was in custody during the second killing.
"Maybe the killer strangled the wrong woman the first time because both were blonde, both had blue eyes, both approximately the same age, same height, same weight. Both strangled. And both by opposite ends of the identical bathrobe cord." — Tartaglia (25:05)
In a forensic breakthrough, lab tech John Gordon discovers a laundry mark—“toujours Laura”—on Annalee’s black silk slip, linking it to Laura Burton.
This points to a deliberate effort to make Annalee resemble Laura and deepen the red herring for investigators.
"Something was sewn on that slip and torn off...Sewn here was a French word. TOU jour. And sewn here was a name. Laura.” — Gordon (30:17)
Detective Clover lures Marty Dixon to the Burton mansion.
In a tense confrontation, Clover reveals that Burton and Dixon conspired: Burton killed Laura, framed the second murder (Annalee Sisler) to throw off suspicion, using her to mirror Laura.
"Burton strangled his wife with half that cord. Gave you the other half so you could strangle that Sisler girl…How could the DA indict Burton when it was obvious the killer was still on the loose?” — Danny Clover (34:10)
The tension explodes: Marty is arrested, acknowledging the price he paid for "half of $8 million." Burton’s coldness and greed are laid bare.
"You want to know something? ... I'm going to the electric chair and I feel real good. How many men get the opportunity to die for half of $8 million?" — Marty Dixon (35:00)
On Broadway:
"Broadway, it's the neon avenue of beggars, the gleaming alley where you dart and search and revel in the blaze of fury...But it’s no good. It holds you close." — Narration (03:10)
On Wealth and Fate:
"All that money. Park Avenue mansion. She dies like this in a place like this." — Mugavan (06:50)
Interrogation Style:
"Why'd you only use half the cord? Because...look, why are you trying to confuse me? I didn't kill her." — Robert Burton (22:12)
Murder for Inheritance:
"You want to know something? ... I'm going to the electric chair and I feel real good. How many men get the opportunity to die for half of $8 million?" — Marty Dixon (35:00)
Host Reflection:
"The landlady's defense that she was only taking what the dead woman would have given her had she been aware that she was going to die is not something I'd try suggesting in probate court." — Adam Graham (32:58)
Host Adam Graham offers his insights and humor:
Listener Feedback (33:50–35:40):
Patreon Acknowledgment:
| Timestamp | Segment Summary | |-----------|-----------------| | 03:07–07:50 | Discovery of Laura Burton’s murder at the waterfront hotel | | 07:51–13:49 | Collider interviews Laura’s sister and family background | | 13:50–18:00 | Inquiries at the docks; Marty Dixon’s background | | 18:01–22:40 | Interrogation of Robert Burton | | 22:41–25:20 | Discovery of Annalee Sisler’s murder—pattern emerges | | 25:21–28:49 | Following Annalee’s background: massage & modeling | | 28:50–30:25 | Lab ties Annalee’s slip to Laura’s belongings | | 30:26–35:04 | Final confrontation; mystery unraveled | | 32:50–33:50 | Host Adam Graham’s commentary and humor | | 33:51–35:40 | Listener feedback and observations |
“The Laura Burton Murder Case” weaves a complex Golden Age whodunit that uses classic detective tropes: an heiress slain in squalor, a Machiavellian husband, a bitter family, a decoy victim, and a twisty path to the real killers. The moody narration and sharp dialogue capture the dark glamour of mid-century New York.
Host Adam Graham’s commentary brings levity and insight, creating a bridge for modern listeners to appreciate the intricacy, humor, and drama of old-time radio detective stories.
For more classic mysteries and Adam’s commentary, visit: greatdetectives.net