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Thank you.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

The regularly scheduled program will not
be seen tonight.

Instead, we bring you this special
presentation, Inquest on a Murder and

Ourselves.

Most of us here in the city saw this
picture in our morning newspaper four

ago.

We learned that a young woman had been
heard talking, arguing for about a half

an hour the previous night between 11
and 11 .30 p .m., arguing with some man

Sutter Park and then crying out for
help.

Now, dozens of people in the apartment
buildings surrounding the park,

northeast, southwest, heard her call
out, but nobody went to help her.

When finally someone did, the police
were notified.

They came and...

She was shockingly, shamefully dead.

Murdered. A murder that didn't have to
happen. A murder that is still unsolved

tonight.

And there are many questions still
unanswered. One, what was the victim

the park that hour of the night?

And who was the man she was arguing
with?

And most of all, why didn't somebody,
one of us, go to help when they heard

young woman cry out?

Okay, Fred, on two, ready to pen the
guess. Okay, two. Nice and easy. Dead

but the character of our city and its
people, we have some distinguished

with us this evening. And take two. Dr.
Albert Bartheim, one of the nation's

foremost psychiatrists, author of a
number of important books on criminals

their motivations.

The Honorable James Lowry, United States
Congressman from this very district

where the murder took place.

And on my left, Mrs. Millicent Pyle,
widow of the much -worn theologian and

social thinker Dr. Grayson Pyle herself,
both an urbanologist and religious

activist.

And finally, the man in personal charge
of this investigation, Chief Robert

Ironside.

I'll be talking with all of our guests
as the hour develops.

And also, since our program is not only
a discussion of the meaning,

and the morality behind this crime, but
part of a continuing police

investigation, I've asked Chief Ironside
to feel free to interrupt at any time,

use the program in any way which it may
help.

Do you answer?

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, from this moment
on, for the next hour and as many hours

after that as necessary, your police are
manning special telephones.

This number is for you.

333 -0024.

This number is for you.

For any of you who might know something
big or small about this murder.

Some scrap of memory brought to the
surface by something that may be said

during this next hour.

Or even a second thought about something
you've always known.

but were too uncertain about to say
earlier.

The point is, a killer is at large, but
he hasn't gotten away.

Now, this murder was clearly a crime of
passion committed by an amateur, and

amateurs make mistakes.

I'm sure this man did.

I'm also sure that all of us, together,
know enough to isolate him and to run

him down.

That's why I'm here tonight.

To me, this is not a television program,
not a circus.

It is part of a manhunt.

We each know something.

Together, we can know all.

Together, we can find the killer.

Thank you, Chief Ironside.

Ladies and gentlemen, we will begin
this.

public inquest into the murder in Sutter
Park in exactly one minute.

I wonder what she's thinking now If

I had a simple answer

And if I had just one more chance To

relive my life with her again

Goodbye, my love.

Please don't cry, my love.

It'll only be a while before I start to
smile

at the memories that you left me.

Ladies and gentlemen, we resume our
special presentation, Inquest on a

and Ourselves.

Mary Belmont.

This is how she looked alive.

25 years old, part -time art student,
part -time waitress at Creighton State

College, about 75 miles from here.

Among the things we do know about her is
that she took the bus to San Francisco

once a week, always returning home late
the same night.

But on this particular night, she met a
man.

This man.

Who is he?

This is all the police department artist
has had to go on so far.

A few details remembered after the fact
by some of the people in the apartment

buildings around the murder park.

No particular feature yet to distinguish
the killer.

Well, this much we do have.

One person recalls that the...

Man seems to have been about, oh, seven
or eight inches taller than the girl.

Ready to roll, Phil? Ready to roll. The
people in that building, they saw

little, but they heard a lot.

Why then was there a 25 -minute lag
before the police were caught?

And several more minutes before the
first and only person actually ran in to

and help that girl?

We've tried to find answers to those
questions from some of the people who

to talk to us.

One, Mrs. Bertha Merz, who lives in
apartment 3B, front.

Hey, where's he going?

Who knows?

We've got one show going. He's got
another. I was just coming back from

my dog.

I couldn't see them. They were on the
other side of the wall.

Now he's just standing there watching
the TV set.

Intimate.

I suppose I should have paid more
attention. Keep the line open.

Yeah. Gotcha.

They're watching the shows, and matter
of fact, you turned the set on.

That's a good start.

You're staking an awful lot on this,
Chief.

But if I'm right, he won't be able to
take the pressure. And if you're not?

Young lady, I didn't want this
television show.

We could have moved a lot quicker and
cleaner without it, but since it's going

on, I intend to use the time. He is an
amateur, he is sweating, and he can be

broken, and now.

Try and help, but... Well, you saw the
papers last week, didn't you?

Nice fellow.

What'd he have?

Three, maybe four kids.

You know the guy, I mean.

A good Samaritan, like the papers always
say.

Somebody was being mugged. He tried to
help.

What was it they stuck him with?

Nice pick, no less.

Well, I half started to go out, but...
If you had another chance, would you go

out? Young lady standing here with you
nice people, your cameras and your

and all. I say I would, but...

Our cities are becoming jungles.

I know that somebody's got to turn
things around.

Somebody's got to be first. Well, by me.

Three other tenants in that building
wouldn't talk to our reporters.

However, in an apartment building on the
west side of the park, Mrs. Martin

Lucas in 2B did open her door.

I didn't know what was going on at
first.

I don't like to pry into the personal
affairs of others.

I'm a very private person myself.

Well, according to the police records,
you were the first person who actually

did call the police and said there was a
girl in trouble.

Yes, I did.

But too late.

Were you alone at the time?

Yes. No, my husband was home. Yeah, I'll
hold.

Photography darkroom.

It seems so ironic now.

I was trying to decide whether or not
to...

Open the darkroom door and perhaps ruin
one of his pictures.

And then there was that last scream, and
I reacted instinctively. I guess I

called the police.

I really don't feel comfortable saying
anything else.

Regret is an easy, often cheap emotion.

Too late, too late, too late. That seems
to be the theme running through these

interviews.

Even among those people who did try to
do something one way or another, like

Mrs. Lucas.

It's also there, among other regrets, in
the story of the one person who seems

to have tried the most.

This young man... He just turned and
stared at him. That part was finished.

He went over and poured himself another
drink.

Now he's just standing there watching
the TV set.

Keep the line open. Right.

Also, more importantly, because Chief
Ironside specifically wanted the young

here.

This is Jimmy Sanders, young track and
football star whose picture you also saw

in the morning papers after the murder.

He's the young man who did rush out into
that park to answer Mary Belmont's

final scream.

Jimmy... I must say that by making a
human response, you became the closest

thing we have to a hero in this tragic
story. One. I don't feel like one.

I heard that creep in the bushes. I
thought I heard him in the bushes, and I

went after him.

But I tripped. When I got up, he was
gone.

And there she was.

Yes, yes, but you tried, Jimmy.

That's part of the reason for this
program, to search into...

Why most people didn't try soon enough.
Why the one person who did, you, was the

youngest.

Dr. Bartheim, is the age factor
significant here?

Are our young people perhaps less
embittered and interdirected by the

of these times?

Well, I wouldn't want to prove anything
by a statistic of one.

There's no doubt that young people are
less.

cautious. Still, cynicism with which
this situation is rampant is also a

of the young, unfortunately.

Jimmy, you've been encountered by some
of these among your peers, I imagine.

You mean by that they think I didn't
catch up with a guy on purpose because I

was afraid or something?

Some guys think I'm chicken.

I mean, I can run the 109 .6 for crying
out loud.

But I have to ask myself, I mean, I was
afraid.

It bugs me. I guess it always will.

Hope not, Jimmy.

That's one of the reasons I wanted you
here tonight.

Now, you listen carefully to me.

Being chicken had nothing to do with it.

You couldn't help that man getting away.

Temporarily getting away, that is.

I doubt if it'll give Mary Belmont's
killer much comfort.

And you deserve it to be said publicly.

We are convinced you couldn't have
caught up with that man.

It's our working theory.

But he eluded you because he knew the
area intimately.

He was able to lose himself in the dark
and slip into one of the apartment

buildings.

One of the apartment buildings
surrounding the park.

A few hundred feet in any direction.

Of course, that doesn't necessarily mean
that the man lives there or is one of

your neighbors, Jimmy.

Hello, Mark.

Also doesn't mean that he isn't.

Got you. We...

Tell the chief he's going out. Let me
reassure you.

I'm confident you won't have to worry
about being chicken for the rest of your

life. Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

And our thanks to you, Jimmy.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, suppose we
turn to the... Okay, line up the shrink.

...aspects of this case.

The dynamics of people's reactions. For
that, we...

Again, sir, to Dr. Buck. Excuse me if I
may interrupt.

What's he doing?

Where do we go from here?

You heard what he said. He might want to
change things.

...personally involved in this crime,
who knew certain things about the victim

and the man who killed her.

This young lady is a psychology graduate
student at Creighton State College, a

school where Mary Belmont also was a
student.

They have a hotline on the Creighton
campus. Students can call a number, get

friendly voice at the other end of the
phone to talk to them or to listen to

their problems.

Our next guest listened to Mary Belmont.

She heard a great deal.

It worked.

He's still on the hook.

This is Miss Sandy Weiner.

Good evening, Miss Weiner.

Thank you for being with us.

Chief Ironside.

Miss Weiner, we know that Miss Belmont
spoke to you several times in the last

month. In fact, she phoned just a few
hours before her last trip to this city.

Would you please tell us about that
last... Sir, I'd like to make a

first. Of course.

The hotline is supposed to be very
confidential.

So I want people to understand that I
didn't go to the police.

They somehow found me.

And besides, Mary was already dead, so I
felt I could somehow help by telling

what I know.

I can reassure everyone on that, Miss
Weiner.

Getting you here was no small thing.

Well, from the first to the last, Mary
Belmont only talked about one thing.

An affair she was having with some man.

A married man.

And lately things had gone sour and the
man's wife had become suspicious.

Mary thought the man was going to dump
her.

And her last trip up here was supposed
to be some kind of showdown with the

She never mentioned his name. Oh, no. He
had drummed it into her about being

super cautious.

She wasn't even allowed to have a
snapshot of him.

But she did tell you she was bringing
something to him this last trip.

Yes. It was a drawing of him.

She'd done from memory.

Mary Belmont was an art student.

Yes. She was a very good one.

Now, we can assume that a drawing would
be a good likeness. He's all ears.

Oh, sir. I don't mean any drawing.

Right on.

All right.

Drawing of the man who was her lover and
our prime suspect.

Now, what did Mary Belmont tell you she
would do with this drawing?

Well, there was some place in San
Francisco with a mailing address.

That's how they got messages to each
other.

She couldn't call him at home, of
course, or where he worked. I suppose he

afraid of his wife finding out somehow.

Anyway, Mary was awfully upset, and her
idea was to leave the drawing there,

wherever, before she talked to him.

It was pathetic. I mean, it was so
desperate.

She was going to leave a note with the
drawing saying how would he like it if

she sent a copy of this and a letter to
his wife.

But honestly, I could tell that this was
just some kind of game she was playing

with herself.

All she wanted was reassurance. She
didn't want it to end at all.

She sounded so erratic, and I tried to
talk her out of going, but I couldn't.

And I couldn't leave the hotline either.

You did your job, Miss Weiner.

Now it's up to the rest of us.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Thank you.

That man's picture can be found wherever
Mary Belmont and the man exchanged

their messages. Now, where was that?

A mailbox?

Perhaps in a little back room rented
under an assumed name?

Perhaps a post office box also under an
assumed name?

There are thousands of rooms and many
post office boxes in all branches.

It's a big job.

In time, we would, of course, get to the
right place, the right box.

But someone out there can help.

Someone of you can cut the time it would
take us by days, by hours.

I would like our other pictures of Mary
Belmont to be shown now.

Ready to change pictures?

Please study this girl. Change.

Some of you must have seen her.

She was in the city once a week.

She went to that place with the mailbox
or that post office box.

One of you try to remember where it was
you saw her.

Now please just look at her pictures and
look and concentrate.

Sorry I had to interrupt.

Perfectly all right, Chief.

This is just as much your show as ours.
Would you let those pictures roll for a

few moments? Then carry on. I'll be
right back.

Certainly, sir.

Ladies and gentlemen, anything?

The usual crank calls. A few people
remember seeing her, but on canvas.

Nothing. He's staying, but... Belmont,
even if you just think you might

have seen her, won't you please call in
and tell us what you can?

Thank you.

I'm going out.

Maybe you shouldn't. I need some air.

Anyway, we've already had the big
moment.

We saw you on TV.

Yeah, we did.

He's moving.

Hello,

singer. Yeah, go ahead.

Thank you.

He left the apartment. Ed's on his way.

Contact the stakeout car.

Act of a sordid neurotic episode.

And such a man, such a sick person would
have a... just a compulsion to watch

the show.

More than that.

My, uh...

personal opinion, this kind of man would
be compelled to act, to do something,

even take some kind of desperate action
to avoid the forces he feels surrounding

him.

Thank you, Doctor. I couldn't have said
it better myself.

Congressman Lowry, your subcommittee on
urban violence has been worried about

our troubled cities long before the Mary
Belmont murder.

Has anything you've heard here tonight
so far affected your opinions?

Unfortunately not.

I feel that the danger on the city
streets has turned too many of us

Lude us, if you please, to our
television sets, which is okay with the

because that gets us out of their hair.

With few exceptions, this tragedy is a
perfect example of how we're being

trained to do nothing, to watch.

This program proves it, too.

Crime has become another spectator
sport. Congressman, I'm sure, I'm quite

the police department doesn't regard
crime as a kind of game or sport.

But if it has to be characterized that
way, we do know the score.

Chief Ironside, I'm not singling out the
police anymore.

And pour this to the chief and then wait
here.

I feel that the danger on the city
streets has turned too many of us

With few exceptions, this tragedy is a
perfect example of how we're being

trained to do nothing but watch.

Miss Programmer.

Uh, come on, dude. I want us to sell.

Rhoda, what are you doing here?

I saw you come into the park.

I was afraid.

Rhoda, what is it?

This is the place.

The place where that girl came to meet
her... The place where that girl was

killed. Oh.

Well, I thought it was over this way
more. No, here.

All right.

But what's the difference?

Why should you want to come here?

I couldn't help myself.

That program.

What they're saying and what they're
asking.

It made me think.

To wonder.

About what?

I don't know.

There must have been some way I could
help.

You told all you knew to the police. To
that reporter.

Did I?

Honey, if there's anything else, I mean,
if you're keeping something back,

I can't imagine why, but if you are,
then you should go to them.

You should, honestly.

No.

God help me.

There's nothing more I can tell them.

I'm just fed up with these endless
discussions of why there is so much

Why the police don't do more, why the
average man doesn't do more.

Right now, for instance, this pseudo
-public way of investigating a murder.

He's taking his car, it's following him.

To a post office, I hope.

Chief Ironside, I'd like to quote back a
word that you used earlier.

Isn't it likely this will become a
circus?

We'll just have to wait and see.

Believe me, I don't want anyone to
misunderstand my concern.

We know it, sweetheart.

We're off to get reelected.

But what concerns me is a situation we
have today that we didn't have 50 or 60

years ago. The media, the impact of
instant communications, particularly

television.

People watch the news.

Crime stuff is vivid.

It has an impact far beyond its relative
position in the day's events.

I think television is correctly doing
its duty.

It's hard to make the public understand.

I don't want to preempt the clergy's
prerogative.

I have enough problems trying to
maintain my own responsibilities, but I

think this is all a matter of a national
loss of faith. It's a vicious circle.

The people see so much crime news,
they've lost faith in themselves as the

abiding.

The overworked police in turn seem to
have lost faith in their old ability to

maintain law and order because of the
public's attitude.

Because of this whole business of court
decisions and arrest.

Finally, the circle becomes complete.

A people reflecting the change in the
police's attitude.

The growing anger and the cynicism.

Losing faith in the police?

I have to differ with you, Congressman.

Young people like Sandy Weiner and Jimmy
Sanders, they didn't lose faith, they

tried.

Dozens of policemen all over this city
following up leads you don't know about.

They haven't quit either.

Those people in our audience who are
beginning to call us.

Those who may have seen Mary Belmont at
that mailbox or post office box.

It's no spectator sport to them.

They're trying to help. I don't believe
it's a circus.

People are looking.

Somebody's going to remember where he or
she saw that girl.

Here, what mailbox?

May we please have those pictures of
Mary Belmont again and our phone number,

please?

Guess there are a couple of people that
know something.

Can solve the whole case right now.

Faith, ladies and gentlemen.

The word faith has been bandied back and
forth here the last few minutes. I

think perhaps Mrs.

Pyle... Ready on two? Glad we're here
from you.

Take two.

I don't think that I have any special
qualifications to discuss matters of

faith.

My husband never did.

And I...

Don't think, Congressman, that that's
included in your electoral mandate

But I have become somewhat impatient
sitting here and listening to

it said that Mary Belmont's pathetic
death seems to prove somehow that some

fiber has gone out of our people, that
we've lost a faith in ourselves,

a self -respect, whatever.

Ladies and gentlemen, we lose those
things and find those things every day.

And have, ever since man got off all
fours and therefore was able to look up.

This case, the Kitty Genovese case in
New York, a few others, have received

tremendous publicity.

I've got to speak to Chief Ironside.
It's important.

Charlie, not again.

Charlie.

Just this once. Will you stay out of our
hair? I'm the one. I did it. Yeah,

yeah, I know. This time, I really did.

I killed that girl. Yeah, I know,
Charlie. You don't understand.

I did.

I'm the one. You don't understand. I
killed that girl, I tell you. I really

Quick. Get out of business, Bob.

But things have changed.

I was pounding a neighborhood beat.

People have changed. What Dr.

Bartheim calls the...

Fear, psychosis, and cities.

You discussed it in your last article,
Doctor.

You mean about people turning inward.

It was just a way of making my point.

I feel that when people turn inward,
they think they're only locking their

doors, but they end up also locking
their hearts.

Post -op.

Maybe he's not our man.

I'm not a post officer or nothing.

He got rattled.

Ed's in his tail, but there's no way of
figuring where he's going right now.

We had him.

We had him.

Until I understand the line, I want to
know every turn he makes.

Ed, stay with us. The city gates were
also locked.

It was a time when every man had to
carry a weapon because...

Violence and murder were the norm, and
so -called law and order the rare

exception.

We are living at a bizarre and ironic
time in our history. We have

the luxury of analyzing ourselves, of
being very harsh and sitting in judgment

on ourselves.

Oh, I just hope we don't overdo it.

I haven't agreed with you.

We humans have made a lot of progress.
Well, the current anger and isolation of

many of the people in our congested
cities is a major setback. We have to

a... All right, you heard the man. Move
in one. As Chief Ironside pointed out,

many people, so -called average
citizens, aren't turning away tonight.

They're trying to help the police one
way or another.

help narrow in on that one particular
mailbox or post office box.

I've been watching Chief Ironside's
staff. They have two special phone

One hookup just for police work and the
other for the public. That number that

we've been showing you on the screen
from time to time and the number that

people have been using.

Obviously, we can't tell you the
substance of these calls, but...

We can report that they are coming in.

People are calling.

Seriously, trying to help.

I didn't have the pleasure of knowing
your late husband, Mrs. Powell, but

you say that you and he were more or
less in conjunction with your feelings

about this current crime situation?

Yes, I'm sure. He's just crossing Geary.

Coming this way.

May not mean anything.

If it wasn't the drawing alone, it would
nail him.

I was catching him at that post office
box, red -handed.

Chief, we'll get him eventually.

We want him now.

Who cannot visit the parks, they visit
it as children. And I feel that I must

stand behind strong measures now to
alleviate this very distressing

Yeah. Ed?

You've got to be kidding.

If he does that, wow.

We've got ourselves a live one.

am not weak, where the positive approach
would be to say, I am strong.

And I think that's what we ought to
convey to the people.

Yes, sir.

May I help you?

Your program, the one about the girl?

I think I have some information that may
help you.

Yes, sir. Right this way, sir.

schedule of programs as such, and I feel
that includes crime shows. I feel that

includes the news. I feel that the media
does lead the people.

Thank you for coming, sir. Won't you sit
down?

Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, we
have another gentleman.

He's an iceberg.

Asking you for out there, for someone,
anyone to come forward.

In this case, Mr. Martin Lucas.

Mr. Lucas happens to be a resident of
one of the apartment houses directly

across the street from the park where
Mary Belmont was murdered.

In fact, we saw Mr.

Lucas' wife earlier this evening in one
of our film clip interviews, and she was

one of the first persons who called in
to the police. Isn't that correct, Mr.

Lucas? Yes.

But unfortunately, as my wife said, the
call was too late.

Mr. Lucas came to our studio because the
sight of Mary Belmont, the pictures we

showed, triggered his memory.

I really don't know if it's important.

I know him. He always asks me about the
team.

This happened maybe, oh, ten days ago.

Ten days or a week before that girl...
Well, that is

before it happened.

And that also fit in when I started
remembering. You said she came to the

once a week. That's right.

Well, anyway, I'd been aware of
something going on in that park.

A man and a woman. That night, you mean?
A week before the murder?

Yes. But the thing was, it looked
strange.

I mean, one came from one direction, one
from the other.

I suppose it was their place to meet.

Now, this is embarrassing. I am not a
snoop.

But there was something so... well,
secretive about the two of them, about

talking quietly together and then
arguing and then talking again.

I admit it. I watched them. Everybody
watches, Mr. Lucas.

That's how a great many police cases get
solved, as perhaps you yourself are

proving right now.

Now, those snapshots of Mary Belmont...

Did seem like the girl to you, I take
it.

Well, it was dark and all that, but the
second time you showed those pictures,

one pose in particular, a serious pose,
I knew it.

It was the same girl.

I'm sorry. I know I should have come to
the police sooner, but after all, I'd

seen people in that park, couples, you
know.

It's sort of dark. It's a...

It's a natural... Excuse me.

These television lights, sir. Yes, they
are bad.

If you saw enough of the girl to match
her to our photos, Mr.

Lucas, you must have seen the man fairly
clearly.

The artist's drawing. I mean, the light
from the street was mainly hitting her.

But, I mean, I did see something.

That's why I'm here. Mr. Lucas, that
drawing was made by our police artist.

Admittedly, very incomplete.

Now, do you think you could add anything
to it?

Well, the man I saw seemed quite average
looking.

Perhaps a bit taller than average.

Perhaps a bit thinner.

And as for features, it seemed to me his
nose was longer than that.

He's almost describing himself.

Oh, that's cute.

If somebody else did see the girl in
him, it'll seem to back up what he said.

I don't know. I'm trying to remember.

Not too much. We're starting to run out.

Frank, keep it moving.

I'm afraid that's it.

I guess when you think about it, what I
had to say is not really very important

at all, is it? Every scrap of
information is useful.

Thank you, Mr. Lucas. Thanks for taking
the trouble to come here this evening.

Oh, it's no trouble at all. I'm just
sorry that I couldn't be of more help.

This way.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm preparing for
our discussion here tonight. I visited

the deputy mayor in City Hall.

I was curious about the...

Public's reaction to Mary Belmont's
death. That's all, Chief. I'll be

home. My wife is... I'll have to ask you
to stay, Mr. Lucas, just until the

program is over.

Then I'd like you to repeat your
statement to a police stenographer.

Official red tape. I'm sorry.

Well, it won't take too long. I don't
know. Why don't you just wait over

cool off, have something to drink?

I have a copy of this. I asked if I...
Read them on the air.

And it's...

I don't know what spooked him. He was
going for that mailbox.

He didn't reach it.

I'm in Miss Nichols' class.

Fran, there's a vending machine in the
hall. Get a couple of bags of peanuts.

Put them near Lucas.

Did you say... peanuts?

Give him his wine.

He said the police are no good. He said
nobody's safe on our streets.

He doesn't have much time.

You think he'll go for it?

Never mind.

Let's just hope he doesn't get spooked
again.

We're going to wait for the chief,
aren't we?

I could ask you, Mr. Mayor.

Aren't the police watching out for all
of us?

Moving to...

Take it tight.

Five minutes.

He better start wrapping up.

But as Mayor Falco said, very much to
the point.

And this was his answer to Janet.

Dear Janet, thank you for your letter.
We in the mayor's office like to hear

from young people like you.

For you are the future citizens of this
great city.

In answer to your question, the police
in the city are doing their very best to

watch out for everyone.

Just as your father is doing his very
best for all of us in the Pacific.

Isn't that big though? Yes.

Well, this is a big city.

The police and the city officials can't
do every job right, right away.

I'll let Miss Weiner standing by. We
need help from people.

And there are those who say that some of
the people didn't help soon enough to

save Mary Belmont.

Hindsight is easy, Janet.

It seems to me people did try.

Next time, I'm sure they'll try harder.

We want to build not only a great city,
but a safe one for you and your

generation.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, we only have
a few minutes left.

If I may have them, please. What's he
doing? He's killing me.

So, call a cop. You never know what will
trap a criminal.

Sometimes it's a mass of evidence.

Sometimes a very small personal detail.

In this case, there's one I neglected to
mention.

Miss Weiner, will you come back here,
please?

Miss Weiner, when we spoke about Mary
Belmont day before yesterday,

you told me everything you knew about
her.

Well, just what I told you, what she
told me on the hotline.

Well, since we have a little time...
Time?

What time?

...unusual personal detail she mentioned
in one of those telephone calls.

It's possible that it could be a clue.

The way he apparently liked to doctor up
his Cokes.

You mean what she said about him pouring
peanuts into the bottle?

Yes, peanuts in a Coke.

Old -fashioned combination.

Mary Belmont tried it herself.

Yeah, that's how it came up. She was
talking about how everything had changed

since she'd been involved.

She did all the things that he liked.

It's a tiny detail.

But perhaps this will help us pinpoint
the man.

We have other facts, ladies and
gentlemen.

The hour for this program is almost
over.

Yeah, you said it, Chief. It's not my
work day.

We are closing in on Mary Belmont's
killer.

I'm certain he's hearing these words.

Let him hear this.

It is only a matter of time.

Now, where does this so -called
respectable man think he's going to

own home?

We know he's married.

We have reason to believe his wife has
her own suspicions.

If she has kept silent so far...

How long will she keep silent?

How long could a man depend on her
silence for his life?

we've been talking about why some people
didn't help, why others did, and how

much they helped.

We haven't mentioned the one person who
helped us the most.

And that's Mary Belmont's killer.

I told you, he's an amateur.

He left us a trail.

He's been doing it all along.

Hey.

Even tonight.

Even this past hour.

Even now.

Fred, pull back. Stay with him, quick.

Chief, are you all right? Fine, fine.

Good.

Take two.

Ladies and gentlemen, I don't have to
explain to you what happened here

You saw it all, just as it was
happening.

All I can say is this concludes our
special presentation, and if I might

most successfully.

Thank you, and good night.