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You want to see me kick off the police force and go up there with you? No. Then play it my way. Now, come on, Eddie, pile out. We've been coming around that corner. How do you know, I know because a beat cop calls the precinct. And this is the call box to all of you. Whoever answers, don't they know Wolches, boys? No, it's a new desk, son. We've got to time this just right. You take a look around that corner, see if Wolches is coming. Thank you. No, I don't. Wait a minute. Yeah. Yeah, about half way down the block, Wolches. Yeah, about 30 seconds. Perfect. Now, you keep quiet. First precinct, Sergeant Woloby. Aye, Sarge, 2219, Wolch. How's it going, Wolch? We've got a 707, Prowler, his name's Frankie Lynch. He's the parole violation. You better send a wedding. Right away. Ready to come and spoil the truth? Let him. We're ready. Get in the car. Well, officer. Yeah, what's the truth? Well, I don't know what you're keeping. Nothing, you're right. I got something that will surprise you, Wolch. Yeah. Like what, a bribe? No, I wouldn't try to bribe you, Wolch. You're an honest cop. So. All right, Eddie, now we can go. Oh, God, killin' him. You think it's on us? They'll be looking for a parole violation in Frankie Lynch, stupid. Now, slow down and relax. I wouldn't want you to get a traffic ticket. The shock might kill you. Oh, good morning, Harrington. Keep in yet? In, and on the property. Oh, what? I'd love to get my hands on that Frankie Lynch. No word on him? No. City's being fine, come on, though. Do you have morning papers? Yeah. Most cold but admitted in the city system. I saw it. I've already convicted Lynch without a trial. Trial? Guy's out of state prison for one day yet with three years' stretch, and he made his accomplice set him up. Who needs a trial? You better not let Mr. Garrett hear you talking that way. Hello, Harrington. Oh, morning, Chief. You put that call through to the 31st Priest and Miss Miller? Yes, sir. Sergeant Wolch is on his way here now. Wolch spoke to him. He called in and said he had Lynch under arrest. Yes. He got his statement yesterday. I want to talk to him personally. Something disturbed me. What? You think officer Wolch would have arrested Lynch and brought him to a call about without searching him to see if he had a gun? No. He'd brisk him the minute he caught him. And Wolch wasn't killed with his own gun. Had Lynch had an accomplice, Chief? Well, that's the only... What was that? Not in the hall. Frankie Lynch, sir. He's in the building. Someone's on the loose. I was just coming out of the elevator when a cleaning woman came running into the staircase. Lynch scared her. Boys in the squadroom came up after him and got him cornered. Where? Steering room at the end of the hall. Well, why don't they go in and take him? They can. He broke the window and went out on the legs. This is going to jump if anybody comes out after him. Come on. Who fired those shots? Squadroom boys. Lynch, fire back. I don't think so. He doesn't blow this to the window. Right here. All right. All right, you guys. All right. Quiet down. Quiet down. Quiet down. Right out there. All right. Sergeant, take these men with you. Go right up to the ninth floor. See if there's any chance of dropping a rope over him. Yes, sir. Come on. Now let's see if we can coke them in. Hey, Chief, don't stick your head out there. Why not? He killed a cop that sent him to jail. You prosecuted him, didn't you? Well, you might be next on his list. Why else would he be in the building? All right. I'll talk to him. Lynch. Chief, you got away. You made one move to come out of here after me and I jumped. Now, that ain't going to make you when he did it on the police when you shot a man with a wife and two kids. I didn't shoot him. Well, come out and then tell me about it. Oh, why don't you listen to Garrett? If you pull everybody off the floor and then let me talk to him, I'll jump. I swear it. All right, then let me. Don't, Chief, he's half crazy. Just get out and let me talk to him. Go on, Hank. Oh. Garrett speaking. Sergeant, we'll be talking from the ninth floor, sir. How does it look? No, up here. It juts out too far to rope him. That's too bad. They could lure him me over in a box. No, forget it. He might go. Bring the men or report to Hank into my office. Yes, sir. Take them down in the street, rope it off. And close the door. Have you been running away? I've been trying to get to you. I can't take me with them, thinking I'd kill one of them. Lynch, I'm in this room all alone. If I lock the door, will you come in and talk it out? No, I can talk from here. I'll give you my word. But you don't know what it's like to be locked up. I... You know what the greatest thing is? It's a door knob, knob that you can buy in a hardware store. But, honey, you can use it to open and close the door. Go anywhere you want, whenever you want to. Lynch, I know how you feel of it. No, you don't. You'll never know. When I left the pen just three days ago, I swore I'd never go back. I'd rather die. Lynch, why did you run away when Officer Waltz was shot? I didn't even know he was shot. That's why I heard it on the radio the next morning and found out that I was looking for me. But Waltz called the precinct house and said he had you wanted to arrest for a violation of parole. That's a lie. He didn't arrest me. Did you see him the night he was killed? You're hesitating, Lynch. The way a man does when he's fishing for a lie. Yeah, I saw him. But we just tossed. He didn't arrest me and I didn't kill him. Maybe you'd better tell me what did happen. Well, it was my first night out of the pen. I couldn't sleep. I was free. I just wanted to walk around, walk and breathe. But 1 a.m. I got up. I got dressed and I went out. Out where? No place in particular. You know, one of my feet wanted to take me. Go good. You never know how good. Go on. I saw him, but 1.30 it must have been. I was walking down by the factory district. Quiet. Hey, you, wait a minute. What? Turn around and put your hands against the wall. I'm not doing anything awesome. Okay. Now, let's get a look at your face. There. Frankie Lynch, isn't it? Yes. Remember me? I remember you. I got you for armed robbery once, didn't I? Yeah. When did you get out? Just yesterday. Don't you pull 5 to 10? I serve 3. I'm doing the rest on parole. You're parole officer. I forget to tell you about the 10 o'clock curfew. Being out at this hour is a violation. You know that, don't you? Please. Officer Walsh, I'm not doing anything wrong. Would you please believe me? You better tell me what you are doing. I'm just walking. After 3 years, I couldn't sleep. I just came out here to walk, that's all. Take it easy, boy. I think you're on the level. I am. I am. Got a job? No, not yet. Bakery needs night loaders. I'll be back in there in a few minutes. Maybe I could talk to you sometime. Would you? Would you for me? It's only 40 bucks a week. Give yourself bigger plans than that. Yeah, I was before I found out. How much the doughnut was worth? Huh? Just a private joke. I'll talk to the night boss later on. My way to ring in. Go ahead, boy. Finish your walk. Walsh, you're not a bad guy. I don't think you are either. Not anymore. Hello, Walsh. Hello, Reddy. How's business tonight? My pool pile has only opened at daytime. You know that, Walsh. The playing pool, you mean? How about dice in a few other games? Maybe you'd better stop saying things you can't prove. You had the vice squad raid my place three times. No evidence, no games. That's right, Reddy. And we both know why, don't we? Another couple of days, we'll know for sure. Well, maybe we'll all learn a lot in a couple of days. You got off? Well, it ain't Frankie Lynch. Hello, Reddy. When they let you out? Yesterday, on parole. Parole, huh? Well, drop it on. Shoot a game of Chicago on the house. Oh, thanks, Eddie. Well, I bet the warden will be real proud of you. That's enough, Eddie. Get going. Sure. Good night, you lovely people. You were lucky in a way, Lynch. You learned your lesson. That baby still has his coming. And he can have it. Get me through. Yeah, I got 50 bucks, compliments of the state, enough to hold me until I... ...until I start loading bakery trucks, I hope. I think that'll be real soon. Good night, Lynch. Good night. Enjoy your walk, boy. I'm glad you came out, please. That was the last I saw of him, Mr. Guards. That was all, and that's the truth. I see. You don't believe me, do you? It doesn't fit in with the other statements, Lynch. But it's all true. Then what are you afraid of? Come inside and we'll... No, Mr. Guards, don't... Lynch, you've been running more than 48 hours. You can't have had much food or sleep. You're tired, and that ledge is pretty narrow. And eight stories above the ground, but I'm staying here, Mr. Garrett, until you know that I didn't shoot Walt. Or until... Well, like you said, I'm tired. I'll do what I can, Lynch, and check your story. And I'll be back as soon as I can. I'll be here, Mr. Garrett. Here or... Or down there. This is David Brom. This is David Bryan. Before we continue with Mr. District Attorney in the case of the man on the ledge, here's an important message I'd like you to hear. All victims are dead. A policeman had been murdered in cold blood. An ex-convict. And he stood on a ledge eight stories above the ground, denying guilt and the danger of plunging to his own destruction at any moment. If Lynch was lying, his death might not matter. But if he was innocent, our killer was at large and we had to find him. Meanwhile, in another part of the city... Hey, don't call me by in here, but Lynch. Yeah, I understand you're covering the thing with radio and TV and everything. It's not so loud, Eddie. You know, it's your equipment, Stan. I'm basing it in the warehouse next door, why? There's nothing on the premises here. Moved everything when you took me on that last trip? On the game tonight, maybe. You know, it's pain night. You're crazy. But from you first. That's what I've been paying you for, ain't it? Well, it's bright for you. I'm still the grand jury here in next week. Well, so what do you gotta worry about? All change going to be there to testify. And without Walsh, I've got bright ideas about why Walsh. A lot of bright ideas. I'll see you again after this. Are you? Oh, I have no... You're not looking for a lie, Sergeant. I'm looking for a mistake. Are you certain it was Officer Walsh who phoned in? Yeah. I'm sure. You don't thought about it until now, sir. You said it was Walsh. Did you? Yeah, I suppose somebody else might use that call box. But what? Well, only a cop wouldn't... I can't explain it, but... Well, I know, I don't know what you call in. It's not just anybody could pick up a call from them. A call from them? You're bringing a wreckage over, but I perceive no. Four boats from Handing Investigation. Walsh involved in the suspension? Yes, sir. He was only... Much charged. According to the bill, Walsh, on three occasions, he put a gambling and a billiard parlor owned by a Eddie Manning. My squad drew warrants and caged three raids. No evidence found. Walsh charged that Eddie Manning was being informed of the raid. Self-assurance for all, Sergeant Williams. Just take the planes off. That's the fact. It's Harrington, Mr. Garrison. Hi, Harrington. The night foreman isn't here, Chief. I'll get his home phone number and call him. Just find out if Walsh stopped by before he was killed and asked for a chief. You live near the 31st Precinct, Sergeant? Yeah. Well, I ain't changing the plane closed. Just look for me about a block. Okay. I'll be normal. We'll take an unmarked squadron. I'm going to report on Lynch's condition every 15 minutes. A couple of letters. Somebody to play with. I'd just like to watch. I haven't seen you around here before. Maybe. I work at the bakery. Hey, you hear about that doctor that shot a couple? Yeah, so I hear. You know what happened right on the corner of the next block? Shoot him. Well, I just missed seeing him. That's done? Yeah. I passed him on the street. And the top guy killed him. Okay. Yeah. Yeah, that cop was arresting this Lynch character and hauling him up to the call box. The call for the wedding. You saw that? Yeah. I passed him right on the street. I didn't hear anything about a witness. You tell the police about it? Why? I know who'd done it. I mind my own business. Yeah. Sure. Boys, at the bakery, you tell me this. Cool Hall isn't your only business. I don't believe everything you hear. I don't. You want anything else? No. No, thanks. That better be getting on to work. That's not going to work. Around the block in the cool hall. Do you see that knife on him? Yeah. Could you back Lynch up? Did Officer Walsh ask him for a job for Lynch? No. No? The foreman said he went home early that I was a killing. His kid was sick as hell. But some of the loaders did say that Walsh stopped by looking for him. That means Lynch's story could be true. Yeah. It's... Oh, here comes Walsh. What was that? I don't know. Is Eddie Manning because he saw Walsh with Lynch? Well, that's in keeping with Lynch's statement. You're going to flush that vice cop, Fogelman. We don't have much time. How long didn't you try the four room this time? What do you want me to do, Chief? Show him your police credentials. Why? To send you're trying to shake him down. If he's been paying Fogelman for perfection information, maybe he'll pay you. Here's your car. Go ahead. Anything you want me to do, sir? All radio divisions for a squad to cover this area. There's an alley behind that four room. Keep it covered and I'll meet you. Yes, sir. We're closed at five o'clock. I've got a message for you. What is it? You got anything around you shouldn't have? Who are you? Badger, you know. What do you want with me? What are you talking about? I don't have anything. You're going to be ready to be yes. Fogelman's probably set it. Why didn't he come himself? Different as a mate. I'll fork over that time to go. For what? Fogelman should have given you information for free. I don't know what they're talking about. Get out and close. Oh, listen. What are you calling me for? Did you just end up copping to see me? No. Well, he was here, he flashed a badge. Mentioned you when trying to shake me down. Now listen, Fogelman. Otherwise, to us, you pull that friggin' nut, me. Oh, shut up, shut up, you fool. Now wait, now wait for me. I'll be over there in five minutes. Oh, listen. Oh, listen. Oh, somebody on the phone. Shade on the back window. It may be Fogelman. Hey, let me in. Keep your eye open back there, Sergeant. We'll just slip out front now. What is it, Sergeant? He's shot, Eddie. He's going for the cash register. Trying to make it look like a robbery killing. You'll go for his car. Stop, Fogelman. Get behind that car, Fogelman, with your hands up. Don't make me kill you. Don't make me... Careful, Sergeant. He's going to run. We got you for killing Eddie Manning, Fogelman. You might as well tell us about Walsh. You did it, didn't you? Yeah. We'll radio for an ambulance, Sergeant. Stay with him. Come on, Heinzen. We've got to get Lynch in from that ledge. Reach your hand out now. Grab him, Heinzen. Put your foot down. I just want to get you out of here. I just want to die, but I couldn't stand being locked up again. How about coming with us? We'll get you something to eat. No, no. I don't want anything except just to be able to open that door and go. All right, man. It's all yours. Yeah, I'll get it. No, Heinzen. Let him open it himself. It's one of the health ones, dude. You know. This is David Bryan. I hope you enjoy this case from the files of Mr. District Attorney. I'll be back in just a moment after this message from our sponsor. All right, Mr. District Attorney, David Bryan, with a word about the program you have just heard. You will probably recall the case that exceedingly and fortunately rare specimen of a criminal policeman, called Fogelton, was tried and convicted for both killings. Frankie Lynch finished out his parole honestly, got his job at the bakery, and is still employed there in his triple-visory capacity. Now, this is David Bryan inviting you to join us when we present our next case based on the facts of crime from the file of Mr. District Attorney. Mr. District Attorney was originated by Phillip H. Floyd. Join us again next week for an evening of old-time radio on Return With Us Now from your public radio station, K-E-R-A-F-M, Dallas. You like about K-E-R-A-F-M? Ask is that you let us know? 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