Broadway Is My Beat: The Peggy Warner Murder Case 02/07/1953
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Choice Classic Radio Detectives | Old Time Radio
29 min
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8 chapters
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What is the opening premise of the Peggy Warner murder investigation?
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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.
The February winds spin, dance, race in the morning avenue, and Broadway lurches in their wake, and hands are frozen to early editions of newspaper, and winter lies against cheek and mouth. And search the headlines for what the winds are taking to die with them. And search memory, too, for January images sworn to remembrance, ice on masks of freighter bound for the tropics. And further back, deeper in memory... The holiday time and the holiday women. And they dance by now in chill embrace of winter wind. And solace is the corner coffee stand and the donut. And waiting a little way up the street, the time clock.
The End
In downtown, the new morning is emergency ward of police hospital and a wall clock that jerks its hands into the 8 o'clock time. And a man, Dr. Sinsky.
Shock, exposure. For a whole night, the girl lay in an alley and no one to hear. Over the
phone, you
said. I know what I said, poison. There were symptoms. The lab confirmed my diagnosis just minutes ago. Pretty. Yes. Now that Daddy's asleep, her prettiness has returned. Here, Danny. Here's the history on her. Identified from things in her pocketbook as Peggy Warner, age 28. Where was she found? A moment, Danny. Alley emptying into 19th Street, back of Tate's Bar and Grill on 3rd Avenue. A woman came running to patrolman Carnes on the beat, yelled a drunk girl was sleeping in the alley. Poison, shock, exposure. What are her chances, Doctor? What do you want me to say, Danny? I gave her sleep for a little while to give her back her life. What do you want me to say, Danny?
And outside now, the morning is a wind wall, so adjust yourself to it. One hand in overcoat pocket, one hand on hat, lower the head. Short walk to squad car and the drive downtown. Crowd going to work time, rush beneath long triangles of gray and splinters of sunshine. Uncadenced quick step of pedestrian and blare of the car born, taking turns according to the green light and the red. Left on 3rd Avenue and cruise for an address, Tate's Bar. Find it. park. And Tate's bar is five booths, four empty, ten bar stools, half of them occupied. And the bartender flashes his nine o'clock in the morning smile at you, takes it back at the flash of the badge, assures you his name is Tate, and assures you... My time is yours.
Just a few questions about last night, Mr. Tate.
Last night was different.
There was a girl lying in the alley out back. Her name was Peggy Warner. Is Miss Warner in the habit
of... Look around you for a minute.
So?
You just bear with me. Peggy Warner, Mr. Draco. You just bear with me. We'll come to Peggy. This place of mine is bar. A convenience. I cater to those who demand their booze. Me, personally, I wouldn't be caught even with my nose to a cork for the aroma. What's this got to do with it? I'm gonna tell you why I fired her. Go on. So, there are those who booze it from early morning on. I cater to this necessity. Notice the place. Clean. The jukebox music. Adjusted to soft tone level. The customers. Voices low. This I demand. Talk becomes above library level. Into the gutter they must go. Now we will consider Peggy. Thank you. So you'll understand. I said thank you. Eight months ago, I got a whim. Hire a barmaid. I approve of women waiting on men.
Dames, I don't allow in here to drink, but to wait on in uniform and all, I have a whim where this is nice for the self-respect of those who like the bottle. I hired Peggy. Eight months ago. About that. Then I caught her drinking with a customer. Two days after she started to work here. I bounced her. What about last night? She came back looking for a job. She looked like she just swam away to the top of a beer crock. Out the back way she did go, on my own. No job for me to hurt. I see. What else can you tell me about her?
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Chapters
8 chapters
1
What is the opening premise of the Peggy Warner murder investigation?
0:00–4:55
2
How does Detective Danny Clover first learn about Peggy Warner’s death?
4:55–8:33
3
What clues do the police gather from Tate’s Bar about Peggy’s last night?
8:33–12:05
4
How does the investigation trace Peggy Warner’s employment history?
12:05–17:38
5
What confrontations occur between the Blake family and the detectives?
17:38–21:26
6
How does Mr. Blake’s confession reveal the method of murder?
21:26–24:51
7
What evidence finally links the killer to the poisoned whiskey?
24:51–28:19
8
How does the episode conclude the Peggy Warner case and wrap up the story?
28:19–29:28
Speakers
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