Broadway Is My Beat: The Kenny Purdue Murder Case 11/15/1952
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Choice Classic Radio Detectives | Old Time Radio
30 min
3 speakers
6 chapters
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What is the murder mystery setup introduced in the opening narration?
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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.
November night holds for another instant, then slips out of Broadway's embrace, picks up its whisperings, its promises, its shadows, Drifts the street to the place of its dying. And this November night will never be again. Never will be touched again. But the feel of it, remembered. Somewhere in it, the sudden laugh of a woman. And the quick spasm dancing in a diamond throw. And for the diary, for the memory book, what's left of it? The tracery of frost on pavement. The lurch into subway. The sobbing room. Sleep it off. Forget it. It never happened. And in another place, downtown, west toward river, toward end of night, another quality. Room where a party had been. Litter of bottles and cigarettes crushed, branded as a bare floor.
Room where a man lay dead on velvet draped beds. Room of knife wounds and a host. They just walked out on me. Party could have gone on and on and on. I begged them. I got on my knees. Not a kiss. Just split it away. You're drunk. And lonesome and sad. I'm just about everything there is. Tell me about it. Tell me how a man was murdered at your party, Mr. Impoff. Real beautiful party. I just sent out the word. Maybe the music gets in your way, huh, Mr. Impoff? Now maybe you can tell me, huh? I told you, they walk out on me, leave me with nothing but a sleep. So I go to my dolly and who's there? This boy, this fella. I try to push him over the other side of the bed and make room. I don't have the strength. He's heavy.
He's dead. Come to me like a flash. That's why I called you. I gotta have some sleep, Mr. Mann. You know him? When he isn't dead, he blows a horn. Musician, Kenny Perdue. Poor old Kenny Perdue. Kenny. Kenny, boy. You shouldn't have died in my bed. You shouldn't do things like that. Get away from him. Well, I didn't mean to scold.
I just... I don't know.
What was I doing? You know where he lived? Lived? Room. Room on West 18th. Ah... Hanley Apartments. It's where I called him to make up a party. Who was at your party, Mr. Rimpel? Him. Kenny. Who else? Loads. Loads. Girls, boys, girls. Kenny gave the word and they blew in from off the avenue. I don't know who else. Did this man come in with anyone? Did he come alone? I don't know, honest. I gotta get some sleep, mister. Hey, look. Party isn't over. They're coming back. Hey, hey. Looky, looky, look.
Hey.
Party time. Forget it, Mr. Ramboff. Come on in, boys. Then the men whose trade it was to watch the strange doorways made their entrance. The men from technical. Standard operating procedures varied as to the size of the room and the location of the body. Death measured on a steel tape noted as a symbol photographed with the best of equipment. Result, Jenny Perdue's dying recorded precisely in space. Slowly there. Up the flight of stairs again. And home again. And bed again. Three hours of it. Then up again and floppy against the rest of the sleep that didn't happen. Call headquarters. Give my routine for the morning. And go now to the address of the dead man.
Morning. Morning. You're the cop? That's right. So enter, please do. I got a call from your shop a few hours ago telling me Kenny quit. Phone told me to stick around for a caller. That's you, huh? Name's Danny Clover. Ray Brady. You lived here with Mr. Perdue? Used to. Five months running. No more. Gotta get me another. Tell me something about your roommate.
How is the crime scene and party at Harry Rimpaw's apartment first described?
Well, blew a horn. Not great, not bad. Reefed up, he was at his best, which was just about pretty good. Marijuana, huh? Said reefed up, didn't I? What about you? I play the vibes. Oh, you mean about... Listen, my daddy caught me with corn silk wrapped up in a Chicago Tribune when I was ten. A week later, when I could move, I took a note. I smoke nothing, with or without printing on it.
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Chapters
6 chapters
1
What is the murder mystery setup introduced in the opening narration?
0:00–4:57
2
How is the crime scene and party at Harry Rimpaw's apartment first described?
4:57–9:29
3
Who is Kenny Perdue and what do witnesses say about the night he died?
9:29–14:47
4
What evidence and testimonies emerge during initial interviews with partygoers?
14:47–19:46
5
Why is Karen Marlin brought into the investigation and what do neighbors report?
19:46–24:14
6
What does Karen Marlin reveal to the police about her husband and her actions?
24:14–29:58
Speakers
3 identifiedMore from Choice Classic Radio Detectives | Old Time Radio
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