The Anchor Hocking Glass Corporation brings you Crime Photographer! Peter Piper peck the pick, Peter Piper peck the pick. What are you mumbling about, Ethelbert? Well, I got a bet with Casey, Mr. Marvin. He didn't think I could say three times running, Peter Piper pickled the pa... uh... Peter Piper... You know, it doesn't look to me as though you could even say it once, Ethelbert. That's why I gotta practice. Peter Piper... Look, why not try an easier sentence, Ethelbert? You know, more useful, too. Like what, Mr. Marvin? Like, uh, Anchor Hocking is the most famous name in class. Applause Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is Tony Marvin. Every week at this time, the Anchor Hocking Glass Corporation of Lancaster, Ohio and its more than 10,000 employees bring you another adventure of Casey, Crime Photographer, ace cameraman who covers the crime news of the great city. Written by Alonzo Dean Cole, our adventure for tonight... Miscarriage of Distance. Afternoon, a busy downtown street. A darkly handsome, flashly dressed woman alights in a taxi cab. Mercedes! Huh? Mercedes! What's the idea of grabbing my arm? I don't know you. You know me very well. I... I never saw you before in my life. You say that to me? Your husband's father? If you don't let me go, I'll call a cop. No! I call for a cop. Police! Police! Stop that! Let's go someplace you call. No, you bad woman! Every day I pray I see you sometimes, you know? My prayers is un... Let me go! Hey, hey, what's going on here? This crazy old man, officer. Arrest him. Take her to jail, Mr. Policeman. But tell the truth. She's Mercedes Domingo. I'm not. It's a lie. Ah, now hold it, little girl. Just who is Mercedes Domingo and why? Ten years ago, Mr. Policeman, my son Carlos was sent to prison for the murder of his wife. Only he and I know he's not guilty. Now the world will know. Because this woman is the wife he did not kill. All right, you news hosts, all right. I'm ready to issue a statement. We want to interview her. Yeah, we want pictures of her and the old man who recognized her. Occasionally, Ms. Williams, all of you newspaper boys and girls, later. But right now, I'm giving you a break with an advance statement. Ladies and gentlemen, some of you may be unfamiliar with the Domingo case. So I'll begin with a brief resume. Nearly ten years ago, a young laborer named Carlos Domingo was convicted of killing his wife, Mercedes. On circumstantial evidence, Mr. Prosecutor. Well, I, Casey, was not district attorney at that time. According to the testimony, Domingo had threatened her at various times. She disappeared. And he told inquiring neighbors that he believed she'd run off with another man, a waiter named Gonzalez. Now this waiter was unknown in the neighborhood. And Domingo's stories about him were extremely conflicting. Then the body of a murdered woman was recovered from the river and identified as the missing Mercedes. I saw that body. I've been in the water a long time. Carlos Domingo was brought to trial, convicted, and sentenced to death. Fortunately, his sentence was later commuted to life in prison. After he spent nearly a year in the death house. Well, now this man's wife has reappeared alive. She's been positively identified as Mercedes Domingo. What did she say about letting her husband be sent up for her murder? Well, she claims she didn't know anything about it, Miss Williams. She denies knowing any waiter named Gonzalez and says she was working in a small town in Texas at the time Domingo was arrested and brought to trial. She says the papers down there didn't carry the story. She may be telling the truth. She's in the chips now. What's she been doing for herself while hubby's been sweating it out in the big house? She's done very well, Casey. Several years ago she acquired a piece of land in Texas that later proved to have oil underneath. Oil? She's now worth a couple of millions. And that's the whole gist of the story, except that Mrs. Domingo has also gotten herself another husband without bothering to divorce her first. Yeah. He's a Texas racketeer named Alfred Jenkins. Alfred Jenkins? Unfavorably known to the police as Alf the barber. Oh, this yarn gets better and better. Yeah, but the biggest thing about it is, Mr. Prosecutor, how soon can you spring Carlos Domingo out of the pen? Take this as a direct quote. My office will take immediate steps to assist this poor man's release. Good night, Mrs. Wheelbrooker. Good night. Here's your beer, Casey. Thanks. I suppose you and Casey are going up the Wollstock Prison tomorrow morning to see Carlos Domingo be let out, Miss Williams. We are, Ethelbert. Yep, every paper in town is going to give it front page coverage. Poor guy. Ten years of hard work, and he's still in the jail. He's still in the jail. He's still in the jail. We're making a new front page coverage. Poor guy. wife murder that didn't happen. And our impression of Mercedes Domingo is that murder couldn't have happened to a more deserving gal. I guess she ain't much good. And all the DA really has on her is a bigamy charge, and that may not stand up. Why not? She married this Alvin the barber guy while she had another husband. Well, here's the gimmick as I get it. According to a statute of limitation, if you don't hear from a wife or husband for so many years, he or she can be legally presumed dead, see? Which means you're free to marry. He can. He says her lawyer told her that. Mrs. Domingo's second husband is sticking by her in all this, I read. Hm, well, why shouldn't he? He married a couple of million bucks, and he hopes to hang on to her. Mr. Jenkins is another sweet-scented character. How did he get his nickname of Alf the barber? There's a very complicated reason behind that, Ethelbert. Yeah? His first name is Alfred, and he used to be a barber. I see. Oh. Yeah. Did he know she was married? No, she probably never told him what she'd done to her other husband, so all this has been quite a shock to the mug. Oh, Annie, I'm just getting late. Man, you've got to make an early start to that prison in the morning. Uh-huh, quite a drive to Wolseck. Let's go home and get some sleep. Who's going to pay that poor guy for all he's spent? Well, the state will end up by giving him a few thousand bucks, I guess. But even at that, he's been a poor guy for nothing. I guess he's thinking plenty about that and is pretty sure. I think. Well, in prison, guys learn to keep their thoughts and their feelings to themselves. Uh, yeah. So let's go, Annie. Right. There's the gate. There's the gate. There's the gate. There's Harry, Domingo's lawyer. There's Domingo's father. There's Domingo. There he is. Oh, I get it. So you report or shoot your questions, Annie? I'll leave the camera mug, shoot some pictures. Uh, Mr. Domingo, we thought we want to know what you're doing. Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, please. Please, ladies and gentlemen, my client is anxious to cooperate with the press, but one at a time. OK, Mr. Harris. Uh, Mr. Domingo, what are your immediate plans? My only plan is to go home with my father here. And Carlos, at my house, he will see no more high walls, no more bar door. Oh, my son. Hold on, will you? Let father and son picture be a honey. Yeah. Mr. Domingo, your wife's a rich woman now. Do you intend to bring a civil action against her? Oh, excuse me, Miss Williams. That question should be addressed to me, not my client. Oh, OK. What's your argument, Harris? Well, civil action in this case must be an outgrowth of criminal action against Mercedes Domingo. The authorities are trying to establish a basis for criminal prosecution. But at the present time, I cannot reveal the extent of their findings. Fair enough, Mr. Harris. Only, um, you can answer this one, Mr. Domingo. How do you feel about your wife? Feel? I feel nothing, lady. Well, you must. You'd be inhuman if you didn't. Ha ha. As I was a very young man, I've been locked inside this prison. Once they came and shaved my leg and head to make me ready for the record chair. All for a thing I did not do. Human? I forgot how a human being feels. Trust me, this boy's father, how I feel about that one. I tell you. For what he has done to Carlos, my son. I'd like to cut her heart out. I'd like to see her die. Hey, I've finished that up, Annie. We're here so we can get out of this lousy city. Yeah, I've got only a few more paragraphs to write, Casey. I'm surprised you're a milking the Domingo case, honey. You're telling me. All the facts have been in print dozens of times since the story broke. Hey, there's your phone, kid. Oh, yeah. Oh, I've answered it, will you? I'm checking over this last case. Williams, that's Casey speaking. Oh, hello, boss. What? When? When? Okay, we're starting right away, come on. Hey, what is it, Casey? Well, there's something pretty new for your story, Annie. Mercedes Domingo has been murdered. Oh, no. Yes. Some time last night she was on bail. Her body has just been found in a hotel room. She was slashed to death with a razor. Our story will continue in just a moment. And now a word about how to enjoy beer at its best. Right out of a clean glass bottle. Yes, a clean glass bottle. Because glass and glass only can bring you beer and ale as the brewer wants you to enjoy it. Clean, clear, sparkling. Oh, thanks good-bye, Annie, foreign cleaver. That's it. Beer that's brewery bright. And now you have a new kind of bottle. The Anchor Glass One-Way No-Deposit Bottle. One-way means that when it's empty, you dispose of it as you would any other food bag. You are the first and last to use it. No deposit means no empties to be returned. No deposit, no plus. This bottle also saves space in the icebox. It's easy to open. Thanks to drink from. And it protects the real brewery cleaver. 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How do we do to find $10,000 in cash lying on this table where the killer couldn't have failed to see it? $10,000. Anything else? They tore up a good-sized piece of blood-stained cardboard and burned it in that fireplace last night. What kind of cardboard? Oh, heavy, good quality stuff with a linen-like finish. Like they used to make paper collars out of it. Paper collars? Yeah, my old man wore them when I was a kid. You probably never saw one of this, will you? No. I sent the pieces down to the headquarters lab and that's all I've got, Casey. Outside of a perfect suspect. Yeah, sure looks like a revenge killing. That adds up to Carlos Domingo. Or Carlos' father. Do you know what he said at the prison, Casey, that he'd like to cut this woman's heart out? Yeah, I know. I'm having both father and son picked up and brought down to headquarters. Logan, you know, if this adds up so easy, I distrust the totals. Frankly, Casey, I'm a little afraid of it. I'm having Jenkins, the after barber, picked up too. You mean because the barber's razor was used? No, Miss Wiggins, because with this woman dead, Jenkins has a swell chance of inheriting all her dough. And it's that darn razor that makes him an unlikely suspect. Yeah, that father's a picture of him. Well, I don't see why. He used to be a barber. Okay, I think it isn't probable he'd use a murder weapon that ties up with his nickname and his former trade. We figure the cops would get ideas for that. That's 100% correct, Mr. But, Captain, use of that razor has given you and Casey the idea that Jenkins is an unlikely suspect. Yeah, well... Huh? Hmm. What are these women love? Yeah. I'm starting her headquarters. Carlos, his old man, and El Jenkins had better have proof of galibis or else. Well, I don't think that or else can apply to Carlos so far. He's already served time for the murder of his wife and then unconditionally he's pardoned. And a man can't be tried close for the same crime, can he? Well, that's for the lawyers to argue out. I'm just a cop with a murder to solve. Let's go. At 11 o'clock last night you were out walking, Carlos. Walking alone, you said? Yes, Captain. Walking alone. And you walked to Killamucity's hotel, didn't it? You got into a room and killed her. If you think so. You admit it. I admit nothing, I deny nothing. Give me a direct answer. Did you kill that woman? Once I said, policeman, no, I did not kill. So I'm honest. But now I say, I do kill. What happens? Do you set Carlos on the back and let him go home? Uh... I guess you know he hasn't much chance of sending you out for a crime he's already paid for. Captain, a very bad woman has been killed. Whether I kill her or another killer, he's dead. Now I say no more. The Lingo. The Lingo, your son says he was out between 10 o'clock and midnight. You can't prove you didn't leave the house, go to that hotel and kill Mercedy. No, that I don't have to prove. You did prove her. You did kill her. That can you prove? It was either you or your son. You think so, eh? All right, I let you think. My son, you cannot make pay again for something you have paid for before. And I pay too when you people have the law to take my only son away. Me, you cannot make pay again. For I am older and have little time to live. I laugh at you, Captain. I laugh and say no more. You were in the lounge at the Hotel Marbury at 11 last night, Jenkins. I never left the place from 9 last night till almost 2 this morning. Were you alone in the Marbury lounge or was somebody with you? Two very well-known gents, I mean gentlemen, were with me. My attorney, Louis West, and Lieutenant Brenner of your own headquarters police. Lieutenant Brenner? He was at my table constantly from 10 o'clock till after midnight. Okay, Jenkins, I'm afraid your alibi will be as good as you say. Here's our car, Annie. Come on, get in. Yeah, okay. Casey, do you think Carlos or his father did the killing? No, there's simply 100% behind anybody who did. And Jenkins had a perfect alibi. Yeah. Say, Annie, wait. The floor clerk at that hotel didn't remember seeing anybody visit Mercedes' room? Of course he wouldn't. Why not? Those scraps of burned cardboard Logan found, they reminded Logan of the material used for paper collars. So what? Well, something else is made of the same material. Paper dickies, Annie. Dickies? Yeah, those false shirt fronts, the starch kind. When it gets dirty, you throw it away and stick a fresh one in the collar button. Waiters wear a manny. I don't see why they're... Waiters wear a manny. And who'd notice a waiter in the halls of a big hotel? But Logan said none of the employees being possible suspects. Well, this waiter didn't have to work in the hotel. Oh, then any man could have put on a tuxedo. No, no, no, not any man. He had to actually be a waiter to get by the way he did it, to kill the way he did it. He had to be... Oh. That Gonzalez. Gonzalez? The waiter at Mercedes left Carlos for 10 years ago. She walked out on Gonzalez, then double-crossed him as she's double-crossed every other guy she's known. Yeah. We're gonna try to find Gonzalez. Oh, how can we? Carlos' chief defense lawyer, Harris, he's got a picture of Gonzalez. He has? Yeah. Harris let me make a copy of it a few days ago. I thought the desks might want to run it. Annie, we get that picture and then we go to work. Why are all employment agencies upstairs and in walk-up buildings? I don't know, Annie, I don't know. Well, it's the 13th agency we've visited. Well, our luck is bound to change. Yeah. Get work. Here's the joint. You two are wakers in the chef? No. Well, in that case, nothing for you today. Only thing open for a married couple is a waiter's in the chef, what I, cashier and counterpatch? Neither, pal. Well, you don't look like dishwashers. Well, thanks. I guess you must be a bartender, but I can tell you're not a waiter. You ain't got the manner. I'll hear a registry card to fill out and give me 50 cents a drink. Mr. Lemme say something. Go ahead, who's stopping you? We're not looking for jobs. Oh, you want to hire people? Well, step into my office, sit down, make yourself at home. What do you want, to help a restaurant, to hold headliners? Look, we're looking for a waiter. I've got thousands of them. But we only want one. A special one. Here's his picture, look. You don't want this waiter? You know him? Of course I do. His name's Frank Gomes. Frank Gomes? Yeah, he's a fine waiter. He's underpinned, but now that I lost two jobs, I got him. You don't want him? Ah, you're just the guy we do want, mister. Okay, I warned you. Give me your address and I'll send him to you. No, no. Give us his address. I don't do business that way. No. What's that $20 bill for? Gomes' address. I like to do business. Wait, I'll find his car. Hey, I don't know if that other guy must have been looking for Gomes. Huh? Other fella? Yeah, he was in here half an hour ago. What did the guy look like? A big fella, well dressed. That's all I noticed. Here, here's his address. Thanks, pal. Come on, Annie. Well, thanks for the double-sauber. Bye. Okay, what do you think? Who do you think is looking for Gomes? Huh, one of Logan's cops, Annie. That Luggett figured those scraps of burnt cardboard just the way I did. He put his guys out to find Gonzales. If we want an exclusive story, Annie, we've got to get to this address before Logan beats us to it. This is a terrible old tenement case. Yeah, it's pretty bad. I think we're on the wrong track. A man who lives in a place like this would have passed up Mercedes' ten thousand dollars. We'll find out. Here goes. Hmm, yes it is. Let's try the door. It's unlocked. Hey, a man who lives on the top. Yeah. He's the guy with the picture, Annie. He's a wreck of that guy. Let me close the door. Oh, no. Wake up, Gonzales. Hmm? Wake up, Gonzales. Gonzales? That used to be your name. Didn't it, Gomes? You... you are fully... I've been expecting a policeman. I... I was just dreaming. A pleasant dream. That everything was over. Tell me about Mercedes, though. He's dead. You killed him? Yes, at last. Why? Because I was once a man, and she made me a dog. You took her away from Carlos Domingo? Yes. I'm crazy mad for her, and I'm fool. She made me hate her husband because she'd say he'd back to her. So when we read in paper that Carlos is arrested for her murder, we think it's fine joke on him. We say let him go to prison or die, then we will marry. You and Mercedes were in this city, right? Yes. I give her all my money and send her away. I stay here but change my name and go to a mall where people know me. She write me letters for a while. Then her letters stop. Go on. I go to town where she was, but she's gone. I... well, I know what she is then, and I know myself. Nice guy, weren't you? I didn't say a few words, you would have gotten caught us out of prison. I was afraid of police, afraid and full of hate for the woman who had made me a coward and a fool. Then at last, I read in the paper of how Mercedes is found. I come back. I find out where she lives. Yesterday I call her on the telephone. What? You found her? I tell her I've kept her letters, letters that would send her to prison. She beg I let her buy the letters, and I play with her like the cat with the mouse. I say get ten thousand dollars. I will come for it tomorrow, but... I go to her last night. It's in your waiter uniform with a razor in your pocket. Yes, I tell her who I am. She's afraid. She quits offering me the money, then? Her bad life is ended. My bad life should be ended too. Save me the jail, Mr. Policeman. Let's go, Gonzales. Stay where you are. What are you doing here, Jenkins? Why that gun? I'm here to protect my interest, Mr. Casey. Seems we were both trying to locate Gonzales in the same way this afternoon. It wasn't a cop that man told us about, and it was... Who is this man who is pointing a gun at us? Yes, you two should know each other. Gonzales, meet Mercedes' final boyfriend, Mr. Alf the Barber Jenkins. Change that boyfriend to husband, wise guy. Make it husband and sole heir. I'm beginning to get this straight. Gonzales, hand over those old letters of Mercedes. She told you about that phone call from Gonzales, Alf? Right after she got it. If Gonzales talked or showed those letters, you would be out as Mercedes' husband. The court would award Carlos everything she wanted. Yeah, Gonzales, don't think I hold it against you for bumping off Mercedes. That's okay, fella. But I want them letters. Where are they? Wait, Gonzales, don't tell him. Even if he gets those letters, he doesn't dare let you live on Miss Williams and me. We've heard your story. He's come here prepared for a killing. Let's see. The letters are not here, Mr. Barber. Have you kept your trap shut, Casey? You might have lived a little longer. After this monkey you get it to the fella, he'll be anxious to talk. And you'll get... No! Keep back, Gonzales! I'm coming for you! Then take it, you cunt! Yeah, you take it, Mr. Jenkins! I got his gun in. He shot Gonzales right through the chin. Seat it for a doctor, quick, in the cop. I'm on my way. Gonzales, you walked right into that gun of Jenkins when he was going to give me the works. If you hadn't brought his attention away... Once I let an innocent man go to prison and do not try to save him, tonight El Buenadio gave me a chance. You shot it? I... I can't... What is that? Yes. I understand. We'll join the crowd of the Blue Note in just a moment. We've told you how much easier it is to prepare better dishes in fire king oven glass. Now, let me tell you another reason why housewives prefer fire king oven glass. 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Mercedes' husband, only heir, he'll get her entire estate. Which is a pretty small payment for all he went through. That's so. Now I guess that Alf the barber will get more than a sample of what Carlos went through. Yeah, much more. You'll get the work. Some husbands in Mercedes don't have such a good time of it, do they? She was what you call a feme fatale. Huh? Well, that's a Greek word meaning female troublemaker, like Cleopatra and Helena Troy and Mrs. O'Leary's cow. Mrs. O'Leary's cow? Don't you two know your history? That cow kicked over a lantern once and burned up most of Chicago. A feme fatale, Tatey. Fanny, a feme fatale. Applebert, Applebert, tell us more. Prime photographer, starring Scott Cotsworth as Casey, is brought to you each Thursday by the Anchor Hocking Glass Corporation. Makers of Fire King Oven Glass. Anchor Glass containers. Anchor caps and closures. All products of Anchor Hocking, the most famous name in glass. The Anchor Hocking Glass. 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