Dragnet - Eric Kelby

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2:03MBC brings you... ...Dragonette! You're a detective sergeant. You're assigned to the homicide detail. A man's wife has suddenly dropped from sight. On the surface it appears only as a routine missing person's case. You start to investigate. Suspicion grows. There is evidence of possible foul play. Your job... Find a woman or find her murderer. Dragnet, the document at trauma of an actual crime. Investigate it by the men who unrelentingly stand watch on the security of your home, your family and your life. For the next 30 minutes in cooperation with the Los Angeles Police Department, you will travel step by step on the side of the law to an actual case transcribed from official police files. From beginning to end, from crime to punishment,

3:06Dragnet is the story of your police force in action. The police force is a criminal. It was Wednesday, September 15th. It was warm in Los Angeles. We were working a day watch out of homicide. My partner has been Romero. The box is Ed Baxter and Teeva Detective. My name is Friday. I was on the way back from lunch and it was 1256 when I got to room 42. Homicide. Hi, Joe. Welcome. Hi, Ben. How? Hi. Here you got something for us. Here's a report right here. Gardner, but they may Eric Kelby called in. They four yesterday. Said his wife disappeared from their home out in the valley Sunday night. Says he thinks she left him. What happens every day by getting? Not this way, it doesn't. Well, Chennai went out yesterday to interview the guy. The story doesn't add. Well, none of her clothes are missing. None of her luggage. She even left a pocketbook behind. Full of money. Found out from the neighbors of missing woman is a 17-year-old boy by a former marriage. So what? An only child. Mother dothed on the kid.

4:06Shouldn't even say goodbye to him. I'm a disciric Kelby impression. Pretty grouchy with Walsh and me. No cooperation. I wanted to find his wife, doesn't it? I don't know if he does or not. It's no help, I'll tell you that. I see that report him in an hour. Oh, yeah. Agnes Trumbull Kelby, age 39. Kelby's a second husband. The freshman died, little after the boy was born. Disappeared Sunday night from her home. 546 Blasco Road, 270 to climb. What did Kelby call him? Monday afternoon. Said he thought his wife might be spending the night with his sister. And he found out she wasn't. Call us. Do you meet the boy while you were out there, Burger? Yeah, that's another thing. Kid came riding on a bike while we were talking to what the neighbors. Trying to talk to him, but the old man came out hustling inside the house. Then he starts eating us out. What does he say? Told us it was our job to find his wife. Nothing to go prying into a stepson's affairs. That's a new slant. I'm about her friends and relatives running around here. Any beside your sister?

5:07Washed a couple of her aunts. I don't think he's checking me at them. I'll tell your boys this is one of bad aunts. Maybe. You got the names of Mrs. Kelby's relatives? Oh, yeah. Right over here. So she had a chance to talk to that boy? Yeah. How's the field of you, Ben? I don't know. Notice anything else funny about the guy, huh? I don't know. But here's those names, gentlemen. Right. Kelby was upset all right. For some reason, he didn't strike me as a reactant in the way a normal guy reacts when his wife disappears. All right, Al. I would you react? Mm-hmm. Bargit is worrying again. Oh, no, listen boys, it's no fooling matter. This is one of bad aunts. It's a homicide. All right. How about a copy of this report? Yeah, uh, well, I get the phone. Missing persons Bargitty. Who's that? Oh, uh, yes. Yes. About why? Oh, sure.

6:08All right, son. Four o'clock. Yeah, goodbye. That was Kelby's steps. What do you want? Things, something's happened to his mother. What? In police work, missing persons detail is not a department separate in itself. It is organized as a part of the homicide bureau. According to Bargitty who took the call, the boy said he suspected his stepfather and he didn't want him to know of any meeting between him and the police officers. He would meet the officers that afternoon at 4 p.m. in a restaurant on the corner of Hollywood Boulevard in Fairfax Avenue. At 315, Ben and I left the officer to go about to the meeting place. The Darryl-Anne Fountain and Coffee Shop. We arrived there at 345. At 8 minutes to 5, the Kelby boys still have not arrived. Youngster is not very prone. Let's wait a little while longer. Yeah. Mo? Yeah, thanks. Want some more coffee?

7:08No, thanks. I guess the boy isn't going to show. Things, something's happened. What? 15 minutes after we left the coffee shop, we drove up in front of the gate of the Kelby nursery on Bolasco Road. The house itself was set well back on the property which covered about 4 acres. The entire nursery was surrounded by a six-foot steel wire fence. It looked like almost every available foot of ground inside, as planted with some kind of a flower or shrub. Kelby met us at the gate. Yes. What do you mean, what? Please, officers. You missed the Kelby? Yes. What do you want? Well, if you'll shut those dogs up for them, then we'd like to ask you a few questions. I'm busy now. Can you come back tomorrow? Pretty important, Mr. Kelby. I think we better talk right now. All right, we have to bring John down. You're 200. What? All right. Now, what do you want? Mine if we come inside? These watchdogs are mine, they're pretty vicious. We can talk here at the gate. All right, Mr. Kelby, this is Sergeant Romero. My name's Friday. We've been assigned to look into your wife's disappearance. Oh. Do you find anything yet? Nothing definite.

8:09Maybe you can help us. Would you tell us exactly what happened to the night your wife disappeared? What do you mean? What happened? Well, when did you last see her? When she first noticed she was gone. When you finished up Sunday night dinner about seven o'clock, nine late down for nap. Agnes went out on the front porch for some air. I woke up a little before eight and went outside to look for her. Jesus gone. Nobody saw her leaves, Mr. Kelby? Not that I know of. Maybe some of our nosy neighbors, I don't know. How about your stepson? Wasn't he around Sunday night? Bruce? No. Why not to a show? Some other kids. When did he get back from the show? About ten. Thing. Why? Where's your stepson now? Who are you looking for? My wife and my stepson? Both, Mr. Kelby. Where's your stepson? Gone. I took him over to my sister's now hamburger. Then feeling bad since his mother disappeared, figured the change would do him good. Where did you take him over to such this, Kelby? This afternoon. What's that got to do with it? We like to talk to Bruce. No. No, I can't allow it. The voice too upset. I can't allow it. I'm afraid you're going to have to allow it.

9:09Listen, Mr. you can get off this property right now. No cops giving me, sir. Nobody's giving you, sir. Kelby, we want to talk to your stepson. That's all. You might give us a clue to the whereabouts of your wife. And I say you can't see the boy. That's why you cops couldn't find tons in a rose batch. I'll get somebody else to look for Agnes. It's my business anyway. Nobody else is. There are business too, if anything's happened to him. What are you talking about? You better get your coat, Mr. Kelby. We're taking in for questioning. Oh. You come through that gate, and I'm going to let these dogs go accidentally. I'd hate to shoot the dogs. I'd want in the house and get your coat. Oh. Eric Kelby turned and made his way up the path and into the house. Five minutes later, he came out. Without a word to either of us, he came down the path, closed the gate behind him and got into our tribe. On the way back to headquarters, he chatted pleasantly about the weather and nursery business and his dog. When we pulled up in front of the city hall, we met the reason for his sudden change in temperament. His lawyer was waiting for us at the door. We took Kelby to one of the interrogation rooms. His lawyer tagged along.

10:09We tried to question him, but the lawyer objected to two out of every three questions we asked. It was hopeless when we knew it. So did the lawyer. We released Kelby, but we did get the name and address of his sister where the stepson Bruce was staying. After they left, Ben and I got back in the car and drove out to Alabama to check him a boy. Forget it, you had this in fact, right, Joe? It's real sleep. Yeah. I'd like to know how the stepson missed that date with us this afternoon. None of the kid go to some of the houses. Stepfather, good over her. Possible. Sister's house ought to be along this block, shouldn't it? Yeah, let's say, 1408, 1406. That is your great-god, 1402, right. That's a nice looking little president. Well-kept. Here's nice neighborhood. Wonder how the lot prices run out here. Somebody's coming. Yes, what is it? Police officers, man.

11:10Are you Miss Kelby? First, I Kelby. Yes, that's my name. Why? We talked to your brother earlier today, Miss Kelby. He said that you brought his stepson Bruce here to stay for a while. We'd like to see him. Bruce? Yes, he was here until about, oh, an hour and a half ago. I went to the store and when I came back, he was gone. I have any idea where he might be, Miss Kelby. Well, I'd tell a phone my brother, Eric, face just before you came to the door. He's not there. I don't know where he might be. I'm worried about it. He seems so upset. Business about his mother's disappearance, you know? You mind if we came in and looked around, Miss Kelby? No, not at all. We went in and looked the house over from one end to the other. It wasn't the trace of the boy. We drove back to Kelby's nursery and satisfied ourselves. The boy was there. Then we came back to Alhamberon and kept an eye on Miss Bertha Kelby's home until midnight. No one came or went. At five minutes past midnight, the lights went off in the living room and a few minutes later in the back of the house. The next morning, when Ben and I checked in for work as usual, at eight o'clock, we met with Captain the homicide, Frank Thurney.

12:11What makes you, too, so positive there has been any foul play in this Kelby thing? Well, just it kept, but not positive. It's a whole set-up. It's melt-bay. For instance. That lawyer. A man's innocent. He doesn't need a lawyer to sit with him in the interrogation room until I'm not to answer questions. Number two, that kid's telephone call. Maybe he doesn't get along with his stepfather. It happens, you know? Maybe he's trying to get back at him for something or other. Maybe? Then who has Kelby hiding him out? You sure he's hiding him out? No other way to take it, can't? The Kelby woman walked away from her home Sunday night. Nobody saw her. She took nothing. There were no clothes, no luggage, no money. You checked with a family doctor. Yesterday, he told us Mrs. Kelby was in perfect health. We double checked the wanderer's file and the repeater's file and missing persons couldn't find an even either one. How about her relatives in town? I haven't had a chance to talk to him yet, can't. We'll check him this morning. One thing's certain, the woman couldn't have gone very far. We checked the sheriff's office at Gears Hospital. We sent out a telltip and an APB. Every cop in the city has her description. She's been going almost four days, but nobody's seen her.

13:12How does that add up to you? It doesn't. You better move on it. Check everyone at Mrs. Kelby's friends and relatives. Right, Frank. Then try the neighbors. As long as I've been a cop, neighbors have been able to tell everything about anyone. All that day, Ben and I made the rounds. First stop was the Western National Bank, where Mrs. Kelby maintained her account. Her saving statement showed a total balance of $31,564.17. Her separate checking account had a balance of $842.71. At the Farmers' Mutual, we found the record of an insurance policy issued to Agnes Trumbel Kelby. It was a 20-day life policy covering the insured in the amount of $30,000. The beneficiary was listed as the insured son, Bruce Trumbel Kelby, if living upon the receipt of such due proof. If not, the insured's husband, Eric J. Kelby. For the time we finished checking your financial status, the odds were piling up fast. From only casual reports, we knew that Eric Kelby was a frugal man. If he was greedy as well, if he wanted and needed money badly enough to kill,

14:16then he had all the motives necessary to murder his wife. Maybe his stepson too. Ben and I started to make rounds of Mrs. Kelby's friends and relatives. Our first stop was at the apartment of Agnes Kelby's sister, a talkative maiden lady in early 60s. Agnes just isn't that kind. Oh, I'm worried sick about this. I really am. And Bruce's support, that he must be heart sick. And Eric, what does Eric say about all this? He says he thinks his wife left him. Left him? Why that ridiculous house strange? Can you think of any good reason why your sister would leave Mr. Kelby? I know. They had pissed, of course, Marwin. But of course there was that argument about Bruce. The two of them are always seen to be arguing about Bruce. How do you mean, man? Oh, we're raising the boy and all, you know. Last time I talked to them, they were tipping about whether or not Bruce had these paid for working in the nursery for Eric. And this strange-a thing Eric seemed to be so upset about it all. Magic. All in the counter-train, the boy a few dollars for good, honest working, that silly nursery. Well, you know, I'm the outspoken kind, and I just told Eric.

15:18Eric, I said don't be an old meaning. Paid the boy. That was the extent of the information in which Mrs. Kelby's sister had offered. Next we call on an aunt. Mrs. James D. Trumbull, 83 years old. She could hardly understand our questions, let alone answer them. She hadn't seen her niece Agnes in a year. After that, we paid a visit to one of Mrs. Kelby's friends. A Mrs. Lillian Humboldt. Well, I'm sorry, Sergeant, but I can't think of any good reason why she would leave him. Let that silly business about Bruce got out of hand. You know, maybe Eric is just a little jambus. Next we call on Daisy McCloud, who worked as a daymaid for Mrs. Kelby. Obviously, what Mrs. Kelby thought, what they said, what they did. It's none of my business. I come in the morning, I do my work, I do it well. I'm not the nosy type, and I don't cry. I take half an hour for lunch, and when I'm through, I take my pay, and I don't expect tips, and I take the bus. Enjoy big savings with Redhaw deals at Vonson Albertsons. This week at Vonson Albertsons, baby back pork ribs are 2.99 per pound with membership

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17:21Limited time only promotion pricing may be lower than meal pricing. Ba da ba ba ba. I'm not the picking to the keyhole kinds, making round corners listening. But what I couldn't tell you about that man. Exactly what do you mean, Mr. Bell? Oh, he's a hot man, you know. They're always arguing about the boy. Who's this? Who's that? He's a nice boy, I think. He's never done anything to me. Oh, but the arguments came in her all the time. Should the boy be paid for working? Should he? Why? Why not? When Ben and I finished with a list of Mrs. Caldys' friends, relatives and employees, we started out on the neighbors. None of them saw Mrs. Caldys' 6pm, the night he disappeared. Two of the neighbors said they saw the porch life burning after 7pm, but both said the porch was empty. Mrs. Caldys was not sitting in a chair at the usual time after dinner, according to them that was one of her habits. It was 10 minutes to 6pm for the time Ben and I got back to the office.

18:23The light was still burning and Captain Cerny's office. Well, Dave, you know, not a morning, Dan. I know what the captain's hanging around for. That's fine now. Get anything? For a good luck, Dan. Good, I've got some more for you. Just walked in five minutes ago. When he means, Frank, who walked in? Bruce Calby. He's waiting in the next room. We went in the next room and met Bruce Calby. It was small for a 17-year-old, dark-haired, and a little on the sickly side. He told us that he couldn't keep the date he made with this on the phone, because his stepfather apparently did over here the conversation and drove him directly to his sister's home in Alambe. We asked him why I was so sure that his stepfather was responsible for his mother's sudden disappearance. For one thing, all three of us usually go to the early show on Sunday night. Eric, mom and me. But last Sunday, Eric said he wasn't feeling good, and he wanted mom to stay home and take care of him. Then he told me to go on ahead to the show, so I did. What time did you get home, son?

19:25About 9'30, quarter to 10. What was your stepfather doing when you got home? Sitting on the living room, reading the paper. You noticed anything unusual about the way he acted? He was nervous and jumping more than usual, I think. Anything else? Yes, sir. When I came in through the front yard, I noticed the dogs had not all over their paws. They'd been out somewhere in the nursery plots, and they won't go out in the plots unless Eric's with him. He doesn't want them to trample the seedlings. What would your stepfather be doing out in the nursery at night? Does he usually do some work at night? No, sir. None of the plots are even lighted. Only the greenhouses. And the pads in the greenhouses are usually gravel, I think. No mud around. It's my job to see that the greenhouses pads are kept graveled. I know they're not muddy. I fixed them the day before a Saturday. What do you think it means, son? I don't know. I don't want to think about it. I just know he's done something. He's done something to her. Did your stepfather give me any reason for keeping you away from the police officers other day? No, sir. He said people were getting nosy, and he said it might be better for me over at Aunt Bertha's.

20:29She's his sister. Do you think your aunt Bertha might know where your mother is? No, we hardly ever see her. We don't know her well at all. We've heard your mother and your stepfather argued about whether you should be paid for your work in the nursery. When I started the work form, he promised he'd pay me. I was saving up to buy a 31-model A. And then after a couple of months when he didn't pay me, I asked him. He told me how to be glad to work for him for nothing. And your mother argued with him over that? Sure. It was her money that bought the nursery anyway. How'd you get away from your aunt's place last night? Well, Bertha had some shopping to do and she left me alone. She locked the door to my room. Evenly the screen over the window and my room was nailed down, but I kicked it out and got away. I stayed at a friend's house last night. Thought about where you going to stay then, Dad? I don't know. But I'm not going home. And I'm not going back to Bertha's place either. Now get a room. How'd you like to stay at my house a few days? Sure, nice of you, sir. Maybe I'd better not. Mom might not like it.

21:30Oh, I'll take care of that. Now let's hop out and get some dinner. Sure, darn nice of you, sir. All right, son. Done with me. What do you think, Joe? Think it'd be lying? Yeah. Now what, yet? Should we bring Kilby in again? No, not yet. He's found out by now from his sister that the boy's gone. He probably figures the police station's the first place he'd come. Wouldn't do much good for him and now Ben. We couldn't even question him. Tender one is lawyer be waiting for us when we got back. That's the problem. How do we get to this, Kilby? Without his lawyer finding out. Well, what about the early morning? Can't say the more. About five or six I am. I think you'd be looking for us, then. Yeah, that might do it. We can just get by the pack of hounds he owns without waking the whole neighborhood. Might work. If we could just question him alone, I'd gotten out of it. Wouldn't take much to make him cop out. All right, give it a try. Get out there in the early morning and bring him in for questioning as quietly as possible.

22:33I'll be in at 6am if you want me before then call me at home. All right, Frank. Kilby's got a smart lawyer. It's going to be plenty hard to convict him without a body and corroborating evidence. You've got four acres out there, Kim. You've got a lot of bodies in four acres. Well, that's what I mean. This case isn't ending. It's just beginning. The next morning, Ben and I met at the office about a few minutes past 4am. We had a cup of coffee and a donut at an all night restaurant, and then we started for the Kilby place out on Bolasco Road, which took four pounds of fresh horse meat with us to keep the dogs quiet if they raised a fuss. It was 28 minutes past four when Benful, the car to a stop. A few hundred feet from the gate in the Kilby nursery. We got out of the car and made our way down the road to the gate. I reached in and tried the last. It was a padlock. The dogs started in. Okay, Ben, looks like we'll have to jump the fence. Tell us some of that horse meat over to him.

23:34Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's it. Come on, let's climb. Keep an eye on those hounds. Looks like they could chew your legs off. Yeah. Here comes a third one, Ben. Toss some more meat. Yeah. There you are, boy. Go get it. Go get it. Ben, white's going on in the house. Come on, let's make it fair. Who is it? Who's there? I'll set the dogs on you. Police officers, Mr. Kilby. What? What are you doing out here this time of night? You're under arrest. Y'all be good to go. You cops are asking for a peck of trouble. Get your coat. Who is my stepson? What you done with him? What have you done with your wife? You're going to pay for this. I'll have your jobs. That's not the first time I heard that, Kilby. Let's go. Nice burn and cap them, Sophie. Yeah. All right, Kilby, in here. I'm free for the smart mind of words. Ben, take them in the office and stay with them. I'll see you Frank's in you. All right, y'all. Come on, Kilby, in style.

24:41Friday, you bring in Kilby? He's down the interrogation room. Ben's with him. Somebody, sorry. Don't think so. They must have. Kilby's lawyers sitting in the next room. Kilby again refused to answer any questions without the advice of his attorney. We released him. That day, Captain Cerny sent out two men to keep an eye on the nursery and report on all of Kilby's movements. Shortly after seven o'clock that night, just after nightfall, we tried once again to bring in Kilby for questioning without his lawyer's knowledge. It didn't work. A little after we booked him, his lawyer obtained a writ of habeas corpus. We had to release him again. The two men assigned to stake out the Kilby place reported definitely that somebody was keeping a lawyer whenever unknown visitor showed up at the nursery and drove off of Kilby. There was nothing we could do about it. Next morning, Cerny came up with a lead. I had a long talk with the boy last night. Accidentally, I think he's given us a pretty good lead. Yeah? There's only one way we'll ever get a conviction. That's by finding the body and evidence to tie Kilby in. Yeah, that'll do it.

25:41Where do we start looking? In a new rose bed next to one of the green houses in Kilby's nursery. Hmm? The kid came up with it last night. I'll tell him. First, Kilby's crazy about saving a dollar and making one. Yeah. In the nursery trade, especially where you have a limited area to work in like Kilby, you cultivate every foot of ground. Every bit of soil you've got is planted with something. Mm-hmm. Kilby's not the type to waste anything, especially he's not the kind that would let ground life follow when he could plant something that might bring in a few dollars next season. Roost tells me a stepfather has every inch of those four acres planted. Every inch. Except a six by nine foot plotter ground in that rose garden. Oh, it sounds like a long shot to me, Frank. Boy said he prepared that piece of ground for planting late Saturday afternoon. A stepfather wanted it ready for Sunday morning. The plotter ground's still vacant. Might have planted yesterday, Cap. When's the last time in check? Hmm, before I came to work this morning, I called the men on stake out next to the nursery. They told me the plot's still empty. Mm-hmm. It's worth a chance, Frank. What do we look at over?

26:41Tonight. I don't want Kilby or his lawyer to know a thing until we find that body. Well, how am I going to work? We load her up a crew from the crime lab. They can take probings through that plot and all around it. They can tell us without any guesswork, how deep that ground's been worked over lately. When do you want to start? Be here in the office at 830 tonight. If my hunch is there any good, we'll find the body. Hoşwerti Galevon. Where's Ten Men is past 9 that night when we got to the Kilby place? Lieutenant Lee Jones and his assistant Cliffey, Ben, and two other men from homicide. The men on stake outter us for Kilby had left about 20 minutes before in a dark blue coup. Ben brought along the usual supply of horsemeat for the dogs, so it didn't really trouble air. We found the empty plotter ground in the rose bed next to the greenhouse, exactly as Bruce described it to Cliffey. The grounds will work over all right boys. At least four to five feet down. All right Lee, let's start digging. Romero, take care of the dogs. Watch and grab one of these shovels. Right Captain? Hey, you ever said these dogs were vicious didn't you?

27:43Yeah why? Look at these hounds. And no more vicious than a lavish or low. Piggin, get that light over here, will you? Thanks. What is it Lee? Let me see. Teeth. Set a false teeth. Been in the ground long. Don't think so. Judging from the sugar in. I'll find out when you say y'all eat. Couple of feet, grounds they'll solve. Lee, come here a minute. What is it? Body. Here's your shoulder. All right you man over here with Watson. Get the dirt off the face. Romero, you got a picture of the Calbee woman? Yeah, I got it. Let's see. I'll hit you. Thanks. Get the light down here. Aren't you going to be a little bit more careful? I'm going to be a little bit more careful. Over here. Punsh paid off, right? That's hurt. Ben and I went back to the car and notified communications to broadcast a one for murder on Eric Calbee. His description, together with the description of the car and license number of the car he was driving, was re-broadcast every 15 minutes.

28:46Then we went back to check the house. We found the front door unlocked. We went inside and looked around. In one bedroom we found clothes scattered over the bed in the floor. There was only one old soup remaining in the closet. On the table next to the bed we found an airline's time table. We got to the phone and notified communications to alert all police details at railroad stations, bus terminals and airlines, and then to send out an APB on the tele-tip. After that we checked with the airlines. One of them told us that a man answering Calbee's description of book passage for Mexico City. The plane was scheduled to take off at 10.40 that night from Burbank Airport. Ben's watch said four minutes passed him. We called the details of the airport and alerted him. Then we drove over to check in person. It was 10.35 pm when Ben and I took up our positions just inside gate three, where passengers were boarding flight 72 from Mexico City. He's cutting it close, Joe. Got about four minutes more, Miss. Get flying. We waited. The crowd got thicker as departure time came closer. At 10.39 Eric Calbee came through the main entrance across the terminal through gate three into a pair of hands.

29:47I don't understand. What does this mean? We found your wife, buddy, Calbee. What? I don't know what you're talking about. In the road patch next to the greenhouse, your lawyer can't help this time. Mexico City. It would have been a nice trip. Expensive. I've pleaded sanity. I didn't know what I was doing. The Announce vacation next year, Joe, Miss, go sitting. I'm going to talk to my wife by. I didn't mean it. She slapped me. We were arguing about the boy. I didn't mean it. I don't know if you did or not, Calbee. But you killed her. Come on. You missed your plane. The story you had just heard is true. Only the names were changed to protect the innocent. Eric Calbee was tried and convicted of murder in the first degree. He is now awaiting execution in the lethal gas chamber at the state penitentiary. You have just heard the 14th in a new series of authentic cases transcribed from official files.

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