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Vintage Detective Radio — Boston Blackie - Harry Benson Murders His Wife. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
Screeching Don't look so surprised, my man. Sure you've seen me with a pistol in my hand before. Henry, why are you pointing at me? I'm a sort of rough idea. You wouldn't dare kill me. No, I think it's different. Family's for a long time. And my clan, the world, have perfect pain. I'm not going to let you go. I'm not going to let you go. I'm not going to let you go. I am in my clan, the world, have perfect pain.
Your plan? No, why telephone you to meet me at the mountain line? No, I'm at the station, just always there in this view. What can you do, Henry? No, you can't. I'm not. You're being here like this with the films in my life. I'm very clever. The world got a way to kill you and never be caught. If you can, you can. You go to the electric field. I'll go to try it, man. I'll be acquitted. Must be out of your mind. I can't talk to you much longer, my darling boy. I'm away from the lodge too long, my alibi. I'm not as good as I want to be. Henry, Henry, Henry, please. You have no reason. I have all the reason in the world. I'll be rich when you die. Hello, and an important business concern. I'll give you my money. I'll find my business over here. Don't have it. Don't kill me. You can have everything you want.
I've got everything I want. No. And now Meet Dick Calmer has Boston Blackie. Enemy to those who make him an enemy. Friend to those who have no friends. Order in the course. You may proceed, Mr. Holloway. Thank you, Your Honor. To continue, ladies and gentlemen of the jury. In judging, Harry Benson, as you will, and must. I ask only that you keep in mind this fact. And you will be forced to free Harry Benson from this hideous charm. Police have a step that Mrs. Benson died in the city. Died from a bullet in her heart. You will remember the weapon was still in her hand
when she was found in her apartment around noon on a Tuesday. That's Tuesday as on the Sunday and Monday before and the day following, according to the testimony of four reputable witnesses, Harry Benson was at mountain line. 330 miles from the scene of his wife's death. If there's another such disturbance, I shall order this courtroom to be cleared. Proceed, Mr. Holloway. Thank you, Your Honor. To continue, ladies and gentlemen of the jury. Mrs. Benson had reason to take her own life. You have seen evidence in the form of letters written by the dead woman two days before her death proves she was disbanded over her mother's recent past. On this evidence, I say that Mrs. Harry Benson killed herself and was not killed by her husband.
Harry Benson had no reason to kill her. No desire to kill her. But most important of all, Harry Benson could not possibly have killed his wife because at the time of her death in the city, he for 330 miles away. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, you cannot convict an innocent man. I beg of you to weigh the past and bring in a verdict of not guilty. For Harry Benson has committed no crime. And you cannot find it in your heart to find guilty of something more difficult. Order in the court. Have you, the jury, reached a verdict? We have, Your Honor. How do you find the defendant? We find the defendant, not guilty. What's the matter?
What's the matter? What's the matter? What's the matter? Gentlemen. Take the faraday to the guy out here who insists I'm seeing him. Tell him I'm busy, Rowland. I told him he was busy, but he says he's going to see anyhow. He's the late murder Benson's brother. Well, tell him I couldn't see him if he was the early bird sister. But you, I won't be pulled off. I'm not a fairer day. I can't see you, Mr. Gillis. They may now. Come on, you get whatever. Whatever, Rowland. What is it, Jealouson? I don't have much time. I won't need much time. Okay, Rowland. I can handle this. Yes, sir. All right, Jealouson. What do you want to talk to me, man? You know very well what I want to talk to you about. Oh, police department smells. I know that Harry Benson killed my sister. I know she didn't kill herself. I want something done about it. I look, Jealouson. I think that Harry Benson killed your sister. I feel she didn't kill herself. I sent him to the chair for murder. I tried that. The DA tried that, the courts tried that. But the jury said he wasn't guilty.
That's your fault. You had enough evidence against him that you would have convicted him. We had only evidence we could find. And that was plenty. But it didn't add up to proof. And find more evidence. You know he did it. Why can't you get more evidence and try him again? We can find more evidence, maybe. But we can't bring him to trial again. With more evidence, of course you can. Oh, no, Jealouson. Once the man has tried and found innocent, he can never be tried for the same crime again. You mean he's free for good? That's the law, Jealouson. There's nothing I can do about it. You'll mean there's nothing you will do. There's nothing I can do. Well, I can do something. It's like I can do plenty. I'll be careful, Jealouson. Careful. I'll careful of you, Ben. Thanks to you, my sister's killer goes free. But he won't stay free. I'm going to make him pay for what he's done. I don't be a fool. Call me whatever you like. If the law won't punish Harry Benson, I'll take care of him myself. I'm sorry, Maryl. Take it out. But every time I read about it, I get sore all over again. Reading about the Harry Benson case again?
Yes, and it's practically driving me crazy. Everybody in town knows Benson killed his wife, and yet the court lets him go scat free. Yeah, I know. Have anything be done about it? Not a thing. Something to be done, Faraday and the DA's office would have done it. Come in, you little girl. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. I'll be back. Come in. You bought some blackies? Yes. I want to talk to you, and I want you to listen. No, wait a minute. There isn't time to wait. I don't want the same slup off from you. I got from the police. Something can be done about it. Something can be done about what? Oh, I'm sorry. I'm John Gillison, murder Benson's brother. Oh. Miss Whistley and Mr. Gillison. How do you do? I think I know what you want from me, Gillison, but there's nothing I can do. Benson can't be tried again? No, he can't. No matter what new evidence I might be able to uncover. Why is that blackies? For a very good reason, Mary. Our laws are made for the protection of the individual. The law says the man cannot be tried
more than once for the same crime. More evidence will do absolutely no good. But you could do something. You could make him confess. So what? Even if he confessed, he couldn't be tried again in the first place. I thought you'd come running up here, Gillison. No, no. Faraday? Don't let this guy worry of lacking. He's coming with me. You're not your own business, Faraday. And why are you minding your own business inspector? Mind putting away that gun. May I take a gun to handle this guy, Blanky? He was just in my office threatening to... I know. It's threatening to kill Harry Benson for murdering your sister. And nobody would blame him if he did. He killed my sister and I won't let him get away with it. I'm sure you're right, gentlemen. You can share his sentiments, Blanky. But do anything about it. And I'll see to it that you also share his felt. Hello? The Benson is a challenge in the office. Oh, yes, Jones. It is about to call you. I won't be down today. All right, sir. But there are several contracts with the Benson's Dinkering for just before his death that came through today.
Have you got an acceptance? Do they look all right? Oh, yes, sir. In fact, they're most profitable. Well, I accept it. And I'll be down tomorrow at the same time. Thank you very much, Mr. Benson. Goodbye. Goodbye. Good night. Lunch in the evening. I'm going to have lunch. I'll be back tomorrow. I'll be back tomorrow. Lunch in the evening. Oh, thank you, William. I'll be right in. Excuse me, sir. I haven't had an opportunity to tell you before this, sir. But the servants are most happy. Happy about what? That if... Well, sir, that you were not meant to step up for something you didn't do. Thank you, William. We were so worried all during the trial. There wasn't anything to worry about, William. The law protects the innocent man. We are all so grateful that it does, sir. I'll get it, William. You may serve lunch, and I'll be right in. Yes, sir. Right away. Hello? Hello, Mr. Benson. This is Jones of the Office of the Can. Why, Jones? Mr. Ward at the exchange at the tele-touch of the Dr. Anticoz Stocks' riding, sir.
So is the Dalton and Wittrey. I'm doing all right, then. Excellent, sir. He advises my march, can. Two Ward, I'll leave that up to him. I don't have all the money in the world, but it's the rate I'm going. I'm happy it's some days. We are a very lucky man, Mr. Benson. Lucky? I don't think so, Jones. Mark is the word. And you don't know how. Oh, black candy. How much longer are you going to stand at the window? I don't know. Sorry, you haven't said a word for 15 minutes. What's the matter? Mary, I'm going to do it. You're what? Help that fellow, Jefferson. Oh, you said yourself there was nothing that could be done. There is something, though. Something that'll bring him to trial again? No, nothing will ever do that. But I can give everybody some satisfaction if I can prove beyond the doubt that Benson is either guilty or not guilty.
Oh, then there is a doubt. Not in my mind, of it. But if I can dig for evidence, prove how Benson could be at mountain lodge and still be here in the city to kill his wife, maybe I can make Benson suffer. But if you can't do that. Maybe I can prove that Mrs. Benson did commit suicide. That would satisfy Jefferson that Benson wasn't getting away with murder. Oh, blacky, why? Why, darling? What would you really become? Well, nothing, I guess. But I might as well try to help poor Jefferson. I have nothing else to do. I'll get it. Hello? Hello, blacky, Mrs. Paret. How's the inspecting business, Inspector? I know, Charles Paret. You remember Jimmy Baldwin? Remember him. Every time I have a nightmare, I dream about him. What's up? Looking for you, blacky? He can't be. I gave you evidence that sent him to jail for life three years ago. I know that. But three hours ago, he broke jail. And one of his jail mates that he busted out for just one reason. Well, what am I supposed to do about it, Paret? Call it cops?
I look wise, guys. Jimmy Baldwin was the prison for killing one of his best friends. So he won't think anything of killing one of his worst enemies. You. And now, back to Boston, blacky. Harry Benson murders his wife. But he plans the murder so cleverly that when he is brought to trial, he is acquitted. And the law states that once the man is tried and acquitted, even evidence that later proves his guilt cannot be used against him. Blacky has decided to what he can to help John Gilligan, the dead woman's brother. But he hears from Faraday that Jimmy Baldwin, a killer, blacky, one cent of prison, has broken jail and is out to get his revenge. As we return to our story, blacky and Mary are in blacky department. For Mary is just learned about Jimmy Baldwin.
And Blacky has got to do something. I'm Brandy Mary. Well, what? See if I can't either prove Mrs. Benson still herself, or find some way to make Harry Benson suffer for killing. Darling, I'm not talking about the Benson murder case. I mean, what are you going to do about Jimmy Baldwin's danger? I know, isn't he? He's a little too old to be reformed. I forget it. Let me see that map of Mountainwide's country again, will you? Well, I do want to please please do something about Jimmy Baldwin. But of course, don't you see if he knows about him? Ms. Gauri knows anything about him. Mary, look at this map. Here's Mountainwide's. 330 miles from the city. Mrs. Benson was killed in her home on Tuesday at about noon. At that time, Benson was with four friends at Mountainwide. Blacky darling, you know what's useful. A man passed Yellow Cress and you three hundred miles away. And even if you told me so, what good would it be? You won't be proud of this. I know all that too well, but let's see if we can... It is a thing out. It's a fact that Benson did kill his wife.
You get a fact from a country code? No, ignore that for a moment. Answer this. How did Benson kill his wife? I'll ignore that. I don't blame it. All right, let's stop the whole matter anyway. And worry about Jimmy Baldwin. We'll worry about Baldwin later. Let's review the known facts of Benson's case. All right. All right. According to the evidence, Mrs. Benson was killed in a home on a Tuesday somewhere around noon. At that time, Benson was with friends at Mountainwide. We had it in 30 miles away. You know we've gone over this about 300 times. Maybe this time is it. Now let's keep going. All right. Benson was at Mountainwide for two days before his last death and for one day after it. He came back with house and found her dead. And called the police. And the police arrested him for her murder, saying that he had a motive. And it was his gun to kill him. Which he had and which it was. But, God. Benson was the four other men at Mountainwide all day the day of a murder. He wasn't out of their sight for one minute.
Well, he wasn't very several times in the first, much as an hour to tell him. I don't know what. How could he have left Mountainwide, come to the city, killed his wife, and gone back there all inside and out? Now that's a round tip of 660 miles. I haven't married. Whatever it is, it's impossible. Oh no, not this. The answer is Mrs. Benson wasn't killed in her home. But somewhere within a few minutes drive of Mountainwide. The police said she was killed in her home. It looked as if she'd been. Benson's land is made very cleverly. He senselessly is wise to join in a mountain lodge on Tuesday. He met her at the train to the round of the country and then killed her. And then brought her to the city? Exactly. He killed her on Tuesday somewhere in a mountain lodge. Put her body in his car, then brought her to the city when she put her body in the house. Call the police and you know the rest of the story. At least one way could have children still not been waiting to spend a lot for more than an hour. The only way. Well, all right then. Now that you figured out how he could have done it. How he's going to use it against him. He can't. He brought to trial again. No. And I can see to it that he doesn't profit my life's death.
Well, worry about that later when you first do something about Jimmy Bowton. So I can hear you. Suzie, give me Charlie Kingston and Chicago, would you? A car for. And Suzie. If you know Chicago, get him on the phone no matter where he is. I have to talk to him right away. Hello? Mr. Benson, this is John's at the office. It's all done happy, John's. What's the matter, contact? Coming in too fast? Mr. Benson, it's about contracts, all right, but they're not coming in. They're being cancelled. What? We've had 11 definite cancellations of the last hour. Our steady of customers are withdrawing all our orders. What's the matter? I don't know. Well, they don't let them cancel. Who has no way to hold them to their contracts, sir? They've got cancellation clauses. All their orders are being stopped quite legally. Well, don't do anything. Go and stop your right down. Yes, sir. Williams. Williams. Williams. Williams. My son's at five of them. I haven't seen one of them for two hours.
Williams. You were calling me Mr. Benson. Yes. You'll have to get my car. I have to go down to the office. I'm sorry, sir. But the two cars no longer with us. All right, then. Tell Jack to bring my car around. Jack is no longer here. I don't miss the bin. Okay, then you get it. I'm sorry, sir. But I'm leaving too. In fact, all the service is gone. You. Oh, that's me. Why? Tell me, say, the chief morp. Ruffetable employment, sir. That's not the reason you know it. Williams, you can't leave me. You're my baby. Sorry, sir. Goodbye, sir. Williams, you can't leave me. Hello. Mr. Benson, this is Jones of the office again. Now, what is it, Jones? Mr. Ward of the exchange just told you. You start to dropping, sir. I thought Ward said they were rising. Well, they were, sir. Right after you brought the economic, but about an hour ago, everybody began selling. You start to drop seven points. It's still dropping. What does Ward think they ought to do? Five of the defenses who checked the top. But I can. I have them to money. Well, then you'll have to sell, sir. But I can't tell those thoughts for all I have. And the right there dropping, sir, in another two hours,
they won't be worth having. I won't take you up to your apartment, Mary. I want to run down to Faraday a moment. All right, but do be careful. Will you, Brassie? I'm worried about Jimmy Bowie. What's it with you, Cap? About Bowie will never get near me. And I'll murder his friend, Benson, who's probably too well-willed to buy now. He doesn't know he's alive. That's the beginning of the door, quick. What's about it? That big car coming down the street. Look out, go! Mr. Johnson, Mr. Johnson! Mr. Johnson, Mr. Johnson! Yes? What do you want, my officer, Wesley? Mac is not here. Are you going to start a business? Where's the Mac? Where's the Mac? Where's the Mac? Where's the Mac? Where's the Mac? He wasn't here. Oh, well, that's not where I'm going. I'm going to be on the other side. There's something there. Oh, sorry? What's that? I wasn't here. Oh. Well, that's too bad. I'm not so lucky. You don't have to depend on me. I'm not so lucky. I know you're worth it.
I'm plenty worth, Miss Wesley. Bolton's a cold blooded murderer. He's not to shoot blankies or anybody who gets in his way. How can you do something? I've got half the force working for Bolton now. Where is Blanky? In his apartment. Miss Thomas will stay here in the mountains. Club of you won't. I know he won't. Okay. You called Blanky every few minutes if you have to, Miss Wesley. Anything to keep in there. I'll get Bolton. I don't know how, but I'll get him, Miss Wesley. I'll get him. I'm sure you will, Inspector, but please get him before he gets right. Yes, Mary. I'm right here, and I'm going to stay here. I don't stay right here in her apartment. And I can even go out and go home. So what is this? There's only one person out there. I mean, not a whole arm. I'm sorry, I don't stay here. And I can stay right where you are. I promise I would, didn't I? Someone at the draw, Mary. Probably the boy with some magazines, I ordered. I'll call you back. Bye. Go ahead. Hello, Mary. Well, this is a surprise. I must use a photograph to make you look like someone else. You are Harry Benson. I am Harry Benson.
You are Harry Benson, but there's not much you're all right about. You, slightly, I just found out something about you I don't like. Oh, you've come to me. I'm not going to be here. I'm not going to be here. I'm not going to be here. I'm not going to be here. I'm not going to be here. I don't like you. I don't like you. Oh, you've come here to flatter me, are you? If there's just one thing you don't like about me, who think? You and your friend, Harry Kingston. Point C, you, you, you hurt your jolly. And directly. Great job, Charlie Kingston. Ha, he's the only man I know who can do things indirectly and get direct results. I'm not here to talk about the results. I'm here to talk about you, because you put Kingston up to what he did. I checked in all places back to you. What do you find to do to me, Blacklake? I don't think you can fool that any more than the police can prove you, my dear wife. A lot of things I'm an innocent man, it used to be the perfect youth me in your own way. Like it would you expect a game? This. This. What's this getting you? Not a game, maybe I'm just getting you.
Hey, you think I'm cracked? You think you can harm me with troubles when my business turned my employees and my friends against me? Like you feel alone, suspected and hunted? You want me to be afraid, you want me to go out of my mind? Not a suspect, right? Well, I won't. Nothing you can do to me, you can make any difference. Like you're just a little bit, isn't it? You came in here a lot of time, lady. Now you're getting excited. All right. All right, baby, I do have something to be excited about for the toy of you. You leave me alone. You hear? Well, get even with you. But it's not now, then. You have a lot of catching up to this. Now catch up. Don't expect me to wait for you. I have other things to mind to you before I'm finished. And maybe one of them is a feature to a pulp. You so much inside of me, it's like you're in it. I know, I know. You'll pull it down. Put it away, then. You don't commit murder, but to be traced to you. I'm not going to kiddo it or don't worry. Do I look like the worrying type? I hate being here. Look, you can't see anything but what you've done to me or what you've planned on doing. Even if I admit I feel my wife nobody can do anything to me. You don't have to admit you killed a man, son. I know you did. You don't know what he's such a thing.
And I know how you killed her. He killed herself. Yes, in a way she did by coming up to Mountain Lodge the Major. He doesn't come to the lodge. No. You didn't get there. You better explain. If you were to shoot a box cutter, then go to the body to the city the next day. You don't know that. That's another benefit. You think your plan was so clever, couldn't possibly have treated someone else? So what you want, I do. I'm leaving so soon, I was just thinking you enjoy this. Yes, I'm leaving. Better put that gun away before you walk out in the hall, my friend. You might frighten someone. I don't know. I have some money gun already until I'm part of it. Now you just try to stop me. Can you drop him? Hey, shoot him, Joe. Let's go ahead. Hey, Roland, what's the idea? You're supposed to be a cop. Hello, Blackie. Fair days order. What a shoot today, I'm safe, that's what. Well, you've done a job on him. Dad, you know what I mean? I think you guys have made a rather silly mistake. I have to phone him. Yeah, do it him over, Joe. Let's have him with me. Hello? I get this as far away. Hello, Inspector. I'll handle all of your boys.
You all right. You're worried about Jimmy Borklaw, but we just picked him up on the west side. Oh, I relate. Thanks, Faraday. You're a good boy. Oh, I do me a favor with you, Blackie. I get your building full of cut. With orders to shoot for some on-site. Now, we just want my haul of tello two men of mine who've round up the others. Come on, home. Sure, Faraday. But you mind doing me a favor? Ah, what? It was very dissatisfied in the morgue. Your men just sat and killed Harry Benson. It was a maximum, Faraday, and, as soon as it will happen, at this time, the accident happened to the right guy. I'd be out of died if I thought Mr. Benson was going to come up here. Well, he came up here and he died. What made him do it? Diacomapyr. Come up. Well, you remember when I called Charlie Kingston? Yeah. Charlie and his friends were inventing business, and he ran his stock in the ground in one day. How did he do it? Kingston's put pressure on Vincent's client, and told all his friends who had the same stock sentinel
to sell it back to the city. I see. And on top of that, Kingston hired all Benson's servants for a week's party with a $500 bonus that they'd leave saying they weren't coming back. Oh, I see why Vincent's going to see you then. He found out Charlie was causing more of our trouble and he knew you were putting up with him. That's right. And I'm very glad that when the cops shot at him, they didn't miss him because I guarantee that now that he's dead, nobody else will make him pirate.
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