 Broadway's My Beat, with Anthony Ross as Detective Danny Clover. Broadway's My Beat, from Times Square to Columbus Circle. The glorious, the most violent, the lonesomest mile in the world. Where your safest bet is on the time of day, and even that they'll fix if they can figure an angle. It's not a street, it's a merry-go-round. Where you can't tell whether that pretty girl sitting over there in the convertible park by the curb should be called Dimples or Double Cross. That's the street I'm walking, and I got a little time to kill before I check in at the precinct station. How so? I decide to look in at Stillman's gymnasium, where box fighters work out, and watch the kids spar a few rounds. How's it, Lieutenant? Usual bunch of two-bit gamblers and matchmakers standing around on the sidewalk outside, and upstairs, a mob of guys watching the two practice rooms. I see a fight manager I know called Jack Segal. He sees me, too. Hey, Lieutenant, you're up early today. Jack, boy, you're looking good. Hog-fed, Danny, the habit of eating. I hear a lot of people speak very highly of that habit in my time. Who are you eating off these days? Is that a way to talk, Danny? You mean what future champions' destinies am I guiding at the moment? No way, Jack. You got a good prospect? You mean you don't know? The leading welterweight contender? The best counterpuncher since Joe Gans? The pride of Hell's Kitchen? You don't know? When the day comes that you don't have the latest sensation. Only this time for real, Danny. Look, look, ring one. The boy in the green jersey and sweatpants. He's a welterweight. He'll make the wait. Hey, you know, I think I know that boy. Terrible Terry Rogan. Sure. Sure, he's got a fight coming up at the garden this week, hasn't he? And the winner to get a crack at the title? Terry Rogan, is it? You know, I remember him when his name was Rogansky or some such, and he's fighting in the police athletic league. Yeah, that's the boy. Yeah, he's good. I like these quick welters. Well, that's all. In his contrary rounds, he's true. You want to say hello, Lieutenant? Yeah, I'd like that, John. She'll come with me. How are you feeling, kid? Some sparring partners you get for me. Oh, what's the matter with him? He keeps giving me the heel of his glove and the laces. All the time in the clenches, I get string in my mush. So? What do you think Perini will be giving you Friday night? Hi, it's Harry. Oh, this is Lieutenant Danny Clover, Terry Shakehance. Hey, I remember you. Lieutenant Clover, sure. Sure, the P.A.L. fight, three, four years ago. Sure, sure. I remember you telling me how you was a fighter yourself years ago. Yeah, but that's all right. You, Danny? This I never knew. You could look it up. Right after the First War, you were in five fights in a row. And then? Yeah. Then I lose five fights in a row. Look it up. Hey, you better get your robe on, kid. Oh, yeah, yeah. You want to come back in the locker rooms, Lieutenant? Sure, the fact? Yeah. So you're going at the garden Friday night, huh? Yeah, that's right. Say, Lieutenant, remember that night in the P.A.L. Finals? I was just a kid then, Jack, fighting feather. Lieutenant here was in my car. Hey, what about Friday? I'm going to take this peraning. Oh, who knows? Then we're quoting odds yesterday, Danny. Terry's too, the one to take him. You should have seen that P.A.L. Final, Jack. It was before I knew how to use my right. I win that final with just my left hand, right, Lieutenant? Oh, now, I'm more interested in talking about Friday night, kid. Jack tells me you win, you get a crack at the title. Yeah, that's right. That's great, kid. I know you'll win. I'll be betting on you. You better grab yourself a shower. Oh, yeah, yeah. Lieutenant. Yeah? You never can tell about fights, you know, Lieutenant. What's the matter? Well, it's just that I wouldn't want you to lose any money. Hey, hey, hey, shut up, shut up. What kind of talk is that? You beat it to a shower. Tell her I have to give you a rub down before your legs tighten up. Well, I was on the fact... Well, cut it out, cut it out, do like I say. Well, it makes you feel any better, kid. I never bet big on the fights. Okay, Lieutenant. Yeah. Your boy is not exactly looking forward to Friday, is he, Jack? For a two-to-one favor. Ah, let's get out of here. I'll walk you down 8th Avenue. Ah, sunlight. Jim gives me the Williams. I can't figure it. Your boy trying to tout me off a betting on him. Grief, Danny. Do me a favor, forget it. He's like this all the time before a fight. Why, you should believe it, two months ago we was fighting at the arena. Eh, what's the matter? Get that. Over there in that convertible across the street. Oh, yeah. Ah. You know that? Boy, on a spring day like this, I could wish I were 20 years younger. Say, wouldn't that break your heart? Yeah, she probably would, too. What's the matter, Jack? What's wrong with it? Come on, I got ulcers. She's so beautiful, she's untrue. Come on, come on. But you know her, who is she? Trouble. Trouble for my boy. Louise is her first name, Lindsay is her last name, but her middle name is Trouble. Oh. Five weeks ago she turns up and he's been running around with her ever since. Eh, it's quite a car, she's got. Is she in the money? Ah, not that. The car is the kid's. He buys it day after he drops kid Leviton in the third. Oh, forget it, Jack. A young fighter and a beautiful like that go together like five and two. It's a natural. Don't help my ulcers. Ah, take it easy, Lieutenant. Where you going? Back to the gym. I get thinking. When I get thinking, I get worrying. When I get worrying, I gotta get back and have a look at my boy. I'll see you around. Hiya, Denny. What do you know for sure? Not much, eh? Are you Ben Stillmans? Yeah. Yeah, watching young Terry Rogan. He goes to the garden Friday night. Oh, yeah, yeah, Rogan. What about him? Keep your money in your pocket, Denny. What? Big Sieg Sherman's in town, you know. I'll see you around, Denny. Hello. Hello, I want to speak to Tony Florida. This is Florida. It's Danny Clover, Tony. Are you awake? What time is it? It's a little afternoon. Danny, Danny, you know I don't close my club till four in the morning. Listen, Tony, Tony, wake up. Will you ever hear of a guy called Big Sieg Sherman? Hello? Hello. I'm still here, Denny. Oh. I take it you heard of him, huh? I heard of him. Very rapid citizen. Am I out of line asking you about him, Tony? You're never out of line, Denny. Well, what can you tell me about this Sherman? Big Sieg is a businessman, Denny. A very big businessman. Yeah? He's a careful businessman. He likes to make sure of his profits, you know? Yeah. Yeah, where's he from? His home? Mm-hmm. I don't know. But he's got an address in Hot Springs, Arkansas. What's he doing in town, Tony? You know? Big Sieg is in the syndicate, Denny. I, uh, thank you. Better ask your other questions from somebody else. But listen, Tony. A syndicate, huh? So the syndicate is on this. That's all I need. We pause to say there'll be laughter on the old Erie Canal and in a modern high school classroom tonight, as Helen Hayes stars in the famous comedy The Farmer Takes a Wife on CBS's Electric Theater, and as Eve Arden stars as America's favorite teacher, our Miss Brooks. In The Farmer Takes a Wife, Miss Hayes will be heard as a canal boat cook who has to choose between farm life and the rip-roaring colorful life she is known on the canal. As our Miss Brooks, Eve Arden will be the object of a raiding party by a rival high school faculty. The bait for her service is being a handsome male teacher. On a night known for its comedy on CBS, you'll delight in the expert comedy of these two great feminine stars as The Electric Theater and our Miss Brooks come your way tonight over most of these same CBS network stations. And I'll back to Broadway and Detective Danny Clover, who likes to pick up his cigars and gossip at the same place, the Cleveland Hotel Cigar Stand. Well, hello, Sweet Arden. Lieutenant Clover, just who I've been waiting for. What are you doing Friday night? Are you on duty? Friday night. A visiting fireman was by here this morning and bought a dozen tickets for the fight Friday night and then turned around and bought two more, the last two for me, ringside. What do you know? I did not either. All I did was smile at him and to say I wished I could get to see a fight sometime. You want to come with me? I'll let you know later, Sally. Now, give me a handful of cigars. Give me a handful of money. And what I hear, it's going to be a fight worth seeing. This Terry Rogan, you know? Fightin' Patsy Perini. The odds are two to one, this character was telling me. Yes, so I hear. Well, and from what he was saying, he couldn't understand why Perini was such a favorite. Perini's not the favorite. Well, this character said he was. He said the odds had changed overnight. You think maybe the fix is in, Danny? Did you ever hear of Big Sig Sherman, Sally? I heard of him. Big Sig, they call him. They should call him Sure Shot Sherman, the way he hates to take chances. Is he in town? Give me my change, sweetheart. Say, what's your hurry? I offer him a free-for-nothing-pass ringside. I'll have to let you know about it later, Sally. I'm late to check in at the precinct. What is all this? Assign you to the garden fight. Now look, Clover. I'm sure it's not going to be a square rattle, Captain, unless I can just get the time. I need every man on the squad to work in this narcotics hall, Clover. Look, sir, yesterday Terry Hogan was a two-to-one favorite. Overnight, the odds switch. Now the other boy is favorite. Same odds. They'll get even longer. That's not evidence. Not evidence. Captain Forrest, do you hear what I said? The boy was a two-to-one favorite. Yesterday, he's now a two-to-one short-ender. Odds don't change like that unless something's up. Well, you can see what happened. Whoever put this fight in the tank got big money down here, Detroit, Los Angeles, New Orleans, all over the country. And then somebody talked. The word has gotten around. But by fight time Friday night, the odds will be ten to one in favor of Perini, who doesn't figure even to go the limit with Hogan, unless it's a tank job. If you really think there's something wrong, pull in some gamblers and ask them questions. You know enough gamblers. What about your friend, Tony Florida? I've asked enough questions already, sir, to make me feel this fight is in the tank. Now I can keep it square if you'll just assign me to a little Friday night. Well, it's a waste of time. Oh, it's just two days, sir. Tom, Donnelly, and I... Donnelly's busy on the narcotics hall, and that's that. And you should be too, and you will if you don't get out of my office in a hurry. Thank you, Captain. Hi, it's Harry. Can I come in? Yeah, sure. What's up? I'm... I'm supposed to be in bed by now, you know. Yeah, I know. Jack Siegel said he didn't mind if I stopped by for just a minute or two. Oh, yeah? Yeah. You wouldn't know where I came by, would you, Terry? Well, I know... No, I... got no idea, Lieutenant. Maybe to tell me to remember my right tomorrow night. Yeah. In a way, that's it. That was, uh... certainly some fight that night, Lieutenant. I'm glad you were in my corner. Yeah. I learned a lot since then. Yeah? Sure that that Jack Siegel, he's one smart manager. He's not too smart for his own good, isn't he, Terry? What do you mean? Something funny is going on with the odds in this fight, Terry. First, it's two to one on you, and off your record, I figure it's an overlay at that. Then all of a sudden, since overnight, the odds get twisted around the way you are the long shot. How about that? Oh, that's... that's just gambletalk, isn't it? Who knows why these things happen? Yeah. Who knows? Hey, Lieutenant, you don't think I'd do anything... or crooked, do you? You tell me, Terry. Honest, Lieutenant, you got me all wrong. Who's this Louise Lindsay, Terry? How long have you known her? Now, look, Lieutenant, just forget her. See, keep her out of this. What's there to keep her out of, Terry? Why, what we're talking about? I'm engaged to Louise, Lieutenant. That's absolutely straight. Where's she from? None of your business. She's my fiance, that's all. Just your fiance? That's right. We're getting hitched right after this fight if you want to know. Sure, sure. Congratulations, kid. Get a good night's sleep. I'm sorry if I sounded off a little. Yeah, that, that's okay. Night. Don't forget to keep your right hand up tomorrow night. Yeah. Yeah. You do that. Evening, Danny. I saved the table for you. It'll be quiet over in the corner. Thanks, Tony. So did the girl show up yet? Yeah, she's here. You're doing very well for yourself these days. Something, isn't she? Black, black hair, I prefer. I like that. It's on the level. With a blonde, who knows. Oh, the hair, yes. You could be sure about the hair. Thanks, Tony. Louise Lindsay. That's right. I'm sorry to be late. I'm Danny Clover. Sit down, Lieutenant. Thanks. What's so important? You've got to meet me in a nightclub at 11 at night. I understand you're engaged to that fighter, Terry Rogan. I called Terry to tell him you wanted to see me, and he got all upset. That's no good for him the night before he fights. Tells me you think there's something phony about the fight. I was getting that idea. And you think maybe I'm responsible, that is. You've heard of a syndicate. Syndicate? No, what's that? You ever hear of a guy called Sherman? Sherman? Sherman. I've heard of a lot of Shermans, but I don't know any. What's his business? Well, right now I got an idea his business is bothering your boyfriend. Look, suppose you stop talking in riddles and tell me what this is all about. You know you've got Terry all upset. Hey, that's a big rock you're wearing on your third finger. Mr. Clover, let me set you straight. I don't know what you're thinking. But Terry and I are in love. We're engaged to get married, and the day's been set. This diamond's no problem. Oh, I can see that. I don't know anything about any fixed fights. The only thing I have to do with prize fighting is trying to see that Terry gets out of it. He wins. He gets a crack at the title. Why should you want him to get out of it? Because I don't want our kids to have a father with a tin ear and a buzzing in his head and a pair of broken hands. He's still young and healthy. Well, he won't stay young, but I want him to stay healthy. You really like him, don't you? You're catching on. I'm beginning to think I had you taped all wrong, Miss Lindsay. But if your boyfriend is mixed up in a fixed fight, you'll help me then, won't you? I doubt it. How's that? That's his business, not mine. They boiled you about 10 minutes, didn't they, Miss Lindsay? You think I'm hard-boiled? I'll tell you something about me, Mr. Clover. I was born in the hard-cold fields of Pennsylvania near Pittsburgh. My father was killed in a mine disaster down there. I was 19 years ago and I was only two. My mother had to bring up me and three others all by herself. If I sound hard-boiled, that's why. Now, all I'm interested in is getting married to Terry. We're gonna buy a little business. Oh, yeah? What kind of a business is that? A dry-cleaning business, maybe. Maybe you'll send us your trade. I'll do that, Miss Lindsay. Oh, there you are. I almost couldn't find out where you two are. Jack, how are you? You know Mr. Siegel, Miss Lindsay? We've met. Hey, sit down, Jack. What are you drinking? Milk. What you do to my boy? You got him all upset? Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry about that. He calls me, nothing will do, but I gotta come over here and tell you not to bother Lindsay here. It makes me promising. Oh, I wouldn't say I was bothering Miss Lindsay. I was just... Oh, uh, you want me for something, Tony? Sorry to bother you, Danny. Oh, not at all. Excuse me, Miss Lindsay. What is it, Tony? The man you were asking me about. Yeah? He just came in with a party. I told Victor to see him at this table next to yours. He's a big man coming now. Right, Tony. Thanks. I couldn't be sweeter. Right this way, please. Oh, hey, pardon me. You're Mr. Sherman. Yes, I am. Well, my name's Clover. I've been hearing a lot about you. You come to town to the fight tomorrow night. You could get a reputation for being a pretty curious guy. Oh, no hard feelings. I heard you were in town to see Terry Rogan's fight. I thought maybe you'd like to shake hands with this manager. Right here. Jack Siegel is Mr. Sherman. Right. Yeah, and this here is the Rogan's fiance, Miss Lindsay. Mr. Sherman. Oh, how do you do? This the man you were asking me about? That's right. Mr. Sherman, I understand you've been bothering Terry about something. I won't say crooked because I don't know about that, but just don't get him upset. You Siegel, if you're Rogan's manager, why don't you see to it he don't get mixed up with pancakes like this one? Well, now that you mention it, I think it's a good advantage. Now let's all keep our temperance. And tell Big Siegel to move his load along. You've got some polite friends, Mr. Ain't it the truth. Please accept my apologies, Mr. Sherman. I'll see you around. There's always that chance. Whoever that was, Danny, he got my ulcers going again. What? I don't know why you should do that to you, Jack. How about it, Miss Lindsay? You want me to give you a lift home? Yeah, I got pretty sick of this drum in the last couple of minutes. Oh, by the way, you're going to the fight tomorrow, aren't you? No. I don't like to watch them. Well, then maybe you and I could listen to it over the radio together. Now wouldn't that be fun? Good night, Jack. Sergeant. Yeah? Put this on the teletype to Washington, will you? Sure, Danny, right away. Hey, Dad. Bureau of Mines. What's your business with them? I found a gold mine last night. Go on. Will you get on it? I talked to that guy in Hot Springs, Lieutenant. Yeah, so? So here's all the dope he had on Sigmund Sherman. Yeah, good. See, I picked up three times for vagrancy once on the Sullivan Ike. One's for... Yeah, it's quite a guy. It's never an indictment, much less a conviction. Yeah, let's see. Operated race track, 1940-42. Slop machine business, 1940-45. Married Havana, 1948. Got all you need, Danny? Yeah. Thanks, Sarge. Just make sure we keep a tail on them until I say different. Can you make it to the fights tonight with me, Danny? I'm sorry, baby. I got a date. A date, Lieutenant. It's your age. At my age? Oh, I say it's business, Sally. No kidding. But you could do me a favor. Tell me, why should I? Well, listen. Listen, you know these unlawful citizens who take bets on various sporting events? Yes. Well, of course. I'd be strictly out of line for me to know any of those characters myself. Are you kidding? But I would appreciate it if you could hunt one of them up. Place a sawbuck with them at the prevailing odds. Okay, a sawbuck goes on Perini. Uh-uh. I like Terry Rogan. Well, I don't know him personally, Danny, but didn't you hear? This is the sure thing for Perini. It's all over town. Nevertheless, Sally, do me the favor and place my sawbuck where it'll do the most good on Terry Rogan. Oh, no, no, no, please, Danny. The boy goes on in an hour, and he's nervous enough now. Not as nervous as you'll be later if I don't get to talk to him now, which is his dressing room. Have one over there. You got a search warrant? Jokes. Danny, my insides are all churning around like a tornado, and now you've come along. Rich is his dressing room. Right here. Thanks, Jack. Look me up after the fight. Please. Hiya, Terry. Hey, sit down. Kid, I got news for you. Come on, Jack. Look, give me a... Oh, why wasn't I an insurance salesman, nor a bricklayer? Come in. Oh, it's you. We had a date, remember? Oh, now, don't tell me you haven't got a radio. Uh, I'm just going out, Lieutenant. I'm meeting some friends until after. Oh, no, no, no, you can't do this. You can't stand me up. We made a date, remember? Yeah, but I... Oh, now, goodness gracious. Look, it's after 10 already. The fight would have started. Oh, there's the radio. Hey, don't tell me you weren't going to listen. I, uh, I turned the radio off. I don't like fights. I don't like to listen. This is going to be a good fight, Miss Lindsay. You may be surprised. And there's enough to the body from Rogan. And Perini takes another to the head and another in the heart to the body like a whirlwind. And now Perini's trying to tie him up across the ring and Terry Rogan gets into left hook as they break. Yeah, this Rogan's really got killer in him tonight. They didn't tell me this was a grudge fight. Oh, there's a right to the head and another and a left to the midsection of Perini. What's the matter, Miss Lindsay? Perini gets a rope and now he's down. Perini's down. Great. Four. Five. You surprised, Miss Lindsay? Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Terry Rogan wins by a whirlwind knockout in 117 of the first round. And what a contender for the world away title this boy, Terry Rogan is. Well, it's all over and here is Bill. I don't think you figured it that way, did you, Miss Lindsay? I'm very glad for Terry and glad it's over so quickly. You know something? He probably never told you this, but I'm the guy that taught him how to use his right in more ways than one. Mr. Clover, I've got to go to meet him. I promised to meet him after the fight. I know you did, Miss Lindsay. But you see, by now he knows that you're not going to meet him and never really meant to meet him. What do you mean? You know we're engaged? Oh, I hand it to you, Miss Lindsay. You're a good performer. The trouble is your imagination is a little too rich for your blood. You got going on that hard luck story about the hard coal mines. But there's no hard coal near Pittsburgh, Miss Lindsay. The hard coal is up around Scranton. What about that? And about your old man dying in a mine cave in... There were no fatalities from mine disasters near Pittsburgh 19 years ago, like you said. Oh, no, I know a lot about you. Why, a lot about my age. I figured that possibility, Miss Lindsay, because you're such a good performer. I wanted to give you all the best of it. Then when Sherman showed up, you remember Sherman, Miss Lindsay, the guy you said you never heard of. Oh, you had to go call him by his nickname, Big Sig, and you never heard me call him that. You're just bluffing it. You've got nothing to go on. Now, last night if you'd said that, you couldn't have been smarter. But since then, Miss L, I had a chance to ask some questions around. Oh, police routine. Well, I say, but let's not let all this talk upset our evening. Why, we got a date, remember? Yeah? A date? Yeah. You think we can be nice about this? Yeah. You and I are going to step out together. We're going to a place that stays open all night. A place on West 47th Street called the 16th Precinct Station House. Big Sig is waiting for you there, and you wouldn't want to keep your husband waiting, would you, Mrs. Sherman? Well, good work, Danny. You sure you got a case? Nothing on the kid that'll convict him, but the other two. The file we got from Hot Springs ties the two of them up. They were married a year ago in Havana. Yeah, it must have been rough on young Rogan. No rougher than it was on me. I had to be the one to tell him. First, he was just sitting there, balling like a baby, you know? I've seen the girl. I know how he must have felt. Yeah. Yeah, but that kid's a fighter. I could tell. The tears still wet on his face. He gets down off at the table and I look at him. And then I begin to feel sorry for Perini. The boy's gonna fight. Well, I hope the commission won't have to lift his license. Say, how about the manager, Jack Segal? Oh, he's in the clear. Never know anything about it. Where you going, Danny? I don't know. I'll walk around somewheres. You know, it's a funny thing. Yeah, what's that? She told him after they were married they'd open a dry cleaning business. The only thing she wanted to take to the cleaners was him. It's midnight on my beat now. Streets in full swing. If you want to get to the top quick, Broadway is the place to do it. But there are plenty of guys around. Angle guys. Wisenheimers. Digging holes to help you fall back to the bottom. I can only hope I find them. Those guys figuring angles. On the gaudiest. The most violent. The lonesomest mile in the world. Broadway. My beat. Columbia has just brought you Broadway's My Beat with Anthony Ross as detective Danny Clover. Gene Carson was Sally. Julie Stevens was Louise. Bill Quinn was Terry. Gilbert Mack was Terry's manager. And James Goss, Peter Cappell, Paul Luther, and Ted Jewett were also members of today's cast. Today's broadcast was written by Peter Lyons and produced and directed by John Deets. The musical score was composed and conducted by Robert Stringer. This is Byrne Bennett speaking. Three of Radio's top comedy shows come to you on CBS Tonight in the short space of just two hours. Jack Benny and his crew, Mary, Dennis, Don, Phil and Rochester, will be here at seven o'clock Eastern time. Amos and Andy follow right on their heels and a half hour later, Lummin Abner, who the beloved Backwoods comedians will play Sir Gallowheads and change a tire for an Englishwoman in trouble in Pine Ridge. Money's at the bottom of it, of course, as money is at the bottom of many of Jack Benny's troubles. And double trouble is at the bottom of Amos and Andy's worries. Be sure to hear these three top radio comedies tonight when Jack Benny comes to you over all of these stations. And Amos and Andy and Lummin Abner and the English lady come to you over most of them. Now, stay tuned for another fine comedy. Ginger Rogers starring as a two-gun Western woman on The Family Hour of Stars, which follows immediately over most of these same stations. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System.