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Dragnet: The Big Key - A Murder on Christmas Morning
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It was Christmas morning in Los Angeles, and Detectives Joe Friday and Ben Romero were already at a churchyard crime scene before sunrise. The victim: a woman with no identification, lying in the rain-soaked grounds of San Andreas Cathedral. The only clues were a cheap fountain pen, a door key that fit no lock anyone could find, and a cast of boot prints from the wet earth nearby. By the time they identified the woman as Maria Camacho - a 38-year-old seamstress who had been drinking her way through Christmas Eve in the bars of East Los Angeles, the trail was already cold and getting colder.
Friday and Romero spent the next two days canvassing every bar in the neighbourhood, tracing Maria’s last movements from cantina to cantina, from the testimony of bartenders and busboys to the quiet workbench of a shoeshine man on Chicago Street. A fleck of brown boot polish on the victim’s face. A key that finally found its lock. And a man drinking alone in the back room of a mission annex, with three empty wine bottles on the table and a broken beer bottle in his hand. From a Christmas morning murder with nothing to go on, Friday and Romero built the case one meticulous step at a time.
Episode Quotes
“I know the feet when I see ‘em. I don’t know the faces.” - Angelo, the Shoeshine Ma
“He drinks to forget. Whenever Frank starts drinking, that means he’s worrying.” - Mission Director
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SPEAKER_04It was Sunday, December 25th. It was raining in Los Angeles. We're working a day watch out of homicide detail. My partner's Ben Romero. The boss is Boyne Steed, Captain of Homicide. My name's Friday. It was 39 minutes past 5 a.m. when I got to San Andreas Cathedral on First Street. Churchyard.
SPEAKER_16No, it's not the way we're awesome. Hi, Dave. Hi, Joe. Body's over here. All right. Merry Christmas, huh? Yeah. Section from the church found us about an hour ago. Have a look.
SPEAKER_03Pretty brutal.
SPEAKER_04Yes. Okay. Who is she? No identification. The coroner checked the body in? Yep. How long has she been dead? When it started raining. About midnight, didn't? Yeah. The ground's dry under the body. Well, been dead five or six hours, I think. Ben get here yet? Yeah, he's helping Claudio check the areas.
SPEAKER_16This park here with all a part of the church ground. I think so. I was stuck out of this rain for a minute. There's an alcove over there by the church. Yeah, look.
SPEAKER_04How much we got to go on, Dave? Not much. Motive looks like robbery.
SPEAKER_16Found a woman's purse near the body. It's pretty well fit, all this. Press is wet. Jim Jones dusting the contents refrige.
SPEAKER_04Coroner's checking. Any idea of what the killer used in the woman's face? Coroner figures a sharp instrument of some kind. Nasty one. Yeah.
SPEAKER_03Fighting. You look wet. Hi, Ellie. How do you? Everything happens on Christmas. Press was soaking wet. Ordinary black handbag, huh? Raise any prints on the stuff inside? Not a one. Yeah, you can check the content. Thanks, Ellie.
SPEAKER_04Let's see. Ball comb. Sloasted the teeth out of it. Three pennies.
SPEAKER_03Hair pins, mirror, slipstick. That's it, Holly. A couple more things. Yeah. This fountain pen, this door key. I don't saw him. Found him in the grass a few feet from the body. Now have a look at them. Yeah, it's an ordinary ballpoint fountain pen buy them in any drugstore for 69 cent. No sign of rust on the key. Must have been dropped recently. Maybe this will explain what happened to her face. Broken beer bottle. Where'd you find this? Laughlin found it back in the bushes over there. These jagged edges here smeared with flood. Too much rain. Can't do anything about prints till it dries. Can you get enough from these smears to run a precipitate?
SPEAKER_04Think so. Lee, kind of man. Yeah, Ben, what is it? Oh, hi, Joe. Hi. Thought you'll find the set of footprints over by that clump of frubbery. Rain hasn't spoiled them yet. Did you cover them?
SPEAKER_03Yeah, I think you can get a pretty good cast for them. Better get a picture of them right away. Hey, Charlie, ride with you, Lee. I'll get the stuff from the car. You mind giving me a hand there? Let's go.
SPEAKER_04Well, this takes care of Christmas, Joe. Yeah. Did you get a chance to check the body yet? Mm-hmm. What do you think? Well, there's no sign of struggle. Could have happened after a Christmas Eve brawl, maybe. Yeah? Whoever the victim is, she was probably acquainted with the killer. The two of them came in the park and the victim got it before she knew what was happening. Might work easier if we find out who the victim is. We can check her prints through R and I when we get back to the office. What'd those footprints look like? Seems like a heavy print, maybe work shoes of some kind. Wanna see how Lee's making up? Yeah, let's go. Gonna miss Christmas dinner again this year. What friends found me fan and keys? What do we start? It's a cheap pale yourself barving. No smoke. Fine, fine.
SPEAKER_03Close them to help convict the killer. Gotta find him, Purity.
SPEAKER_04Hmm. Thank you. I don't know. Maybe we can work a switch. How's that? Find the lock that fits the key. 9 a.m., Christmas Day. Sergeants Dave Arroyo, Robert Claudio, Ben, and I went back to the office and took stock of what we had to work with. Wasn't much. The woman had been murdered. Who was she? Why was she killed? Who was the killer? Dave and Claudio had the dead woman's fingerprints taken and they were run through the record bureau. Ben and I checked with Lee Jones at the crime lab. The results of the precipitant test showed that the type of blood found on the broken beer bottle matched that of the victim. From the cast of the foot impressions found at the scene of the killing, Lee estimated that they were made by a person approximately five feet nine inches tall, weighing about 160 pounds. He figured the foot gear must have been of a heavy type, either a boot or a dress shoe with thick double soles, size 11. 9:40 a.m. We checked in at the basement of the Hall of Justice, the county morgue.
SPEAKER_15How's it going? Oh later, Joe. Death caused by multiple crack through the skull, slashing in the face with a contributing taws. I sent her close to Lee Jones.
SPEAKER_04Yeah, we know. No nun remark. Well, I got two things. Maybe they'll help, maybe they won't.
SPEAKER_07Yeah?
SPEAKER_15Chemist report here on the blood analysis. Shows the victim with drinking. She was definitely under the influence at the time she was murdered.
SPEAKER_041200% alcohol in the blood.
SPEAKER_07Mm-hmm.
SPEAKER_04How about the murder weapon, Doc? We're gonna rule out that beer bottle? I'm just coming to that.
SPEAKER_05Step over here.
SPEAKER_04Yeah? This mark here inside of her face, brown smudge. Well, Jones says that that shoe polish he analyzed a few of the particles. Ties in. The cause of death was brought about by severe blows in the head and face. Heavy shoe, huh? That's my guess. Probably a boot or a work shoe. It doesn't add, Joe. How do you mean? If they were heavy work shoes the killer was wearing, why would they polish? How many people polish their work shoes? Could be waterproof, you know. Jones says it was a brown paste polished. It doesn't figure. Well, unless the killer was wearing some kind of dress boot. Cycle boots, maybe. Hundreds of kids on motorcycles wearing. Yeah. That's gonna be about as helpful as a key or a cheap fountain pen. Excuse me.
SPEAKER_15Holly Moore, Kyson Fegy. Yeah, all right, Frank. I'll tell him. Cunningham at R and I won't see you right away.
SPEAKER_04What's up? They made the victim's prints. During the war years, a complete file of pictures and fingerprints had been kept on all persons employed at local defense plants. Out of this file came our first major lead. The victim's fingerprints matched those of one Maria Camacho, 38 years old, formerly employed at Universal Aircraft. Her address in 1945 was listed as 9230 Sheridan Avenue. Ben and I went over the crime lamp, picked up the key and the fountain pen found near the body, and drove to the Sheridan Avenue address. The house was three blocks from the churchyard where the body was found. A young woman with a baby in her arms answered the door. She identified herself as Elena Gomez. She told us Maria Camacho was her aunt. They were expecting her for Christmas dinner late that afternoon. We told her what happened. When she recovered from the shock, we questioned her and her husband, the furniture worker.
SPEAKER_08Why anyone can do this to Ray?
SPEAKER_04When's the last time you saw her, Mr. Komay? She's around last night, Sarga. She brought the presents with her kids. Always brought them presents on Christmas. Did she live here? Was this her permanent address?
SPEAKER_08No. She stayed with us during the war when Ray was over at sea. When he came back, she took a room down the street. I can give you the address.
SPEAKER_04All right. What time did Maria leave the house last night? Oh, see. Must have been around 10 o'clock. Not much later. Don't you think, Elena? About 10 o'clock?
SPEAKER_08Yeah, that's quite. Go see what those kids are doing, huh, Ray?
SPEAKER_04Yeah, yeah, all right, honey. Did Maria have anything to drink here last night, Ms. Domare?
SPEAKER_08Yes, we uh glad to sherry together, that's all.
SPEAKER_04Could you tell if she'd been drinking before she came here?
SPEAKER_08Christmas Eve, I guess she'd had a few why.
SPEAKER_04Was she a pretty heavy drinker?
SPEAKER_08Not usually, no. Maybe on the holidays, though. Maria liked to get out and have fun living alone and all that.
SPEAKER_04Did she drink at home or was there some particular place she liked to go?
SPEAKER_08A cantina done on Silver Street. She used to go there.
SPEAKER_04Any others?
SPEAKER_08A couple of bars on Brooklyn Avenue. I don't know the name.
SPEAKER_04What did Maria do for a living, Miss Gomez?
SPEAKER_08She took in some dressmaking with herself. She wasn't poor, wasn't rich. Her landlady could tell you about her friend.
SPEAKER_04Kids are hungry, Lana. Dinner's getting cold. Sorry that we had to break in on you like this. Oh, that's all right, Sergeant. Just the kids.
SPEAKER_08Ask the officers if they want some mint pie, Ray. Cupcoming.
SPEAKER_04No, no, no. That's all right, Miss Gourmet, thank you. Just one more thing. Would you look at these, please? This pen.
SPEAKER_08Sure, that's Maria. That's right, Maria Fan.
SPEAKER_04Now, how about this key?
SPEAKER_08No, I never saw that before.
SPEAKER_04Neither die. Well, thanks very much, both of you. Sorry to hold up your dinner. Oh, that's all right. I'm not hungry. Hey, maybe I could fix you a turkey sandwich. No, thank you, Jimmy. Same, we have to be going. We'll contact you later on. Here's our card.
SPEAKER_08All right. I can't think of a reading thirty. Why someone would kill it? Why did they kill Maria? Maria.
SPEAKER_07Come on, Jane. Come on.
SPEAKER_04All right, kid. Think to be having a good cricket. Too bad we had to spoil it. We drove down the street to the rooming house where Maria Camacho stayed. We talked to the landlady and the rest of the tenants, who failed to come up with a lead. They told us Maria Camacho drank a little, but she was always pleasant, easy to get along with. We checked her room. We went through stacks of Spanish-language newspapers and magazines. We went through her bills, photographs, her letters. We found nothing. There wasn't an item in the small apartment that could help us. We went through the entire rooming house, trying each door with a key that we'd found for the body. It didn't fit any of them. Not even the door to the victim's room. 5 p.m., there was a lull in the rain. We picked up Dave and Claudio and started to explore the only lead we had. The victim had been drinking a few hours before she'd been murdered, probably at a neighborhood tavern. For the next six hours, we canvassed every bar in the vicinity. 11:15 p.m., Christmas night. The four of us met in a combination bar restaurant at Brooklyn and Soto for a bite tea.
SPEAKER_16You had as much luck as we did, huh?
SPEAKER_04Nothing, Dave. Everybody we talked to knew the woman. Nobody saw Christmas days.
SPEAKER_14We picked up the names of a dozen friends of hers from the bartenders. Checked them out. They couldn't tell us anything.
SPEAKER_04Well, we still got another dozen bars to cover at least. You must have been in one of them last night. Wish we'd find it. My wife's sure, man. You've got something. Those mines. All right, gentlemen. Who had the grilled ham salads?
SPEAKER_05I did. All right. And uh three hamburgers.
SPEAKER_04Yep. There we go. Hot fight. You got some ketchup fleet? Sure. Uh, say you wouldn't like a little egg knight to go with us.
SPEAKER_05Good, I make the battery myself.
SPEAKER_04There's something you can do for her. Yes, sir? Did you look at this faction? All right. See if you can identify it for me. She looked like Maria. Yeah, that's her. You know her? Was she in here last night, Dinah? Yeah, she was. What time was she in? Oh, about 11, 11:30. Why? Was she with somebody? Well, half a dozen of them at least. Maria, another woman, and four or five men. Were they drinking? Well, they were well behaved. Just had a little Christmas chair, that's all. They liked my ignorant. And what time did Maria leave? Do you remember? Well, no, not exactly, but she left before the others. They closed the place. You pull his cut? Did you leave alone? No, Tony father out. I think it must have been some time around midnight. I'm not sure. Who's Tony? Tony Perez. He's first four here. He knows Maria. Where is he now? Christmas? He's off. Slips in a hotel down the street someplace, I don't know. Crime Tit. Maybe the key there.
SPEAKER_07Stick just to see.
SPEAKER_04Dave and Claudio started to check the neighborhood to locate the hotel where Tony Perez stayed. Ben and I continued our canvas of bars and restaurants in the area. 1 a.m. The rain started in again. We checked in at a bar on Brooklyn Avenue near Cornwall, the Cantina Sinaloa.
SPEAKER_10Yes, sir. Gentlemen? Police officers. Could you let the fix you fleet? See if you can identify. Wait till I dry my cans. Let's get in some of these glasses out of the way. Let's see.
SPEAKER_04Never see her before?
SPEAKER_10Oh, yeah, that's Maria. Too bad.
SPEAKER_04I read in the papers about it. Can you tell us if she was in here last night?
SPEAKER_10No, I didn't see her. I read in the papers about it, though. It's terrible. Poor Maria. Is it possible she might have been in? You didn't see her? No, I always know when Maria's here. She was always full of fun. She liked to sing. I better get these glasses, please.
SPEAKER_04Ben, you want to call the office? Yeah, okay.
SPEAKER_10How about a drink, Sergeant? You don't look so good.
SPEAKER_04You got any coffee?
SPEAKER_10Just standing there a couple of hours.
SPEAKER_04That's all right.
SPEAKER_10Okay.
SPEAKER_04Here.
SPEAKER_10Here's the sugar. Hey, thank you. Yeah, that's not very warm, huh? That's okay. What do you think, officer? The guy was crazy. I don't know. Ah, he must have been crazy. Lots of nice rain. Let's go for the farmers.
SPEAKER_05Yeah. Sure. You ever see this key before? Let's see.
SPEAKER_10Okay, but I don't know.
SPEAKER_04Like yellow. Yeah. Dave and thought you found a hotel that picked up Tony Perez. Took him in. What do you tell him? Dave says you're talking to him now. He won't say me. Did they find anything on him? He's wearing a pair of dark brown boots. Yeah. Well polished.
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SPEAKER_04Monday, December 26th, 9 a.m. We checked Tony Perez through RI. He had a record of seven arrests but no convictions. During the past year, he'd been booked on suspicion of 211 PC, assault with intent to do great bodily harm, and second-degree burglary. In each instance, he'd been released for lack of evidence. All of his shoes and clothing were brought to the crime lab for examination. 9:25 a.m. We brought Ferez back to the interrogation room. He admitted that he had been with Maria Camacho Christmas Eve, but he denied having anything to do with her killing. He told us that after he had left Maria, he'd gone to a party at some friend's house. Dave and Claudio went out to check his story. I gave him the key found near the body and asked him to try it on the door to Ferez hotel room. Fenn and I continued to question the suspect. How well did you know Maria Camacho, Tony?
SPEAKER_05I told you already. She was just some old crow who used to hang around the bars, that's all. I used to talk to her once in a while.
SPEAKER_04You ever have any arguments with her?
SPEAKER_05No.
SPEAKER_04How many times are you gonna ask me that? It would help a lot if you could tell us exactly where you left Maria Christmas Eve and when you left her.
SPEAKER_05I told you already. I don't remember exactly. We were drinking. We were all drinking, I don't remember. How'd you get to that boy? I walked. Place down on Malabar Street. Maria topped at a bar someplace along the way, and that's the last time I saw her.
SPEAKER_04Did you go in with her?
SPEAKER_05No, she went in alone. I went to the party. That's all I mean.
SPEAKER_04Interrogation room Friday.
SPEAKER_11Check the polish on the present of the boots. It matches that the mirror polish on the victim's face. Wax components are exactly the same.
SPEAKER_04Good. How about the cast?
SPEAKER_11Prince we cast out there with size eleven, big heel. Perez wears of mine, but he's small heel. Don't match at all.
SPEAKER_04What about the other stuff?
SPEAKER_11Went over the rest of his heels and his clothes. Nothing that ties in.
SPEAKER_04Okay, Lee. Thank you. Do you shine your own boots, Tony? No. Why? Where do you get them shined?
SPEAKER_05I go to Angelo's Chicago Street right there first.
SPEAKER_04When's the last time you got to shine?
SPEAKER_05Oh, Christmas Eve. What kind of Christmas Eve doing? When I got off work about two and a half, no. Hi.
SPEAKER_04Hi, Dave.
SPEAKER_16See one of you outside a minute? Yeah. Chris telling the truth about the party. He was there. We found out how long it'd take him to walk from the restaurant to the party.
SPEAKER_04Yeah.
SPEAKER_16Pretty close. Friends say he got to the party about 12:30. Doesn't look like he had time to kill that woman.
SPEAKER_04Where does that leave us? You still got those boots. No, no more. They don't match the impressions at the murder scene.
SPEAKER_16Well, that makes us even, huh?
SPEAKER_04Here's your key bag. Didn't fit. Tony Perez was held for further investigation. Dave and Claudio took up the canvassing of Fars in the same area where we'd left off the night before. Ben and I drove down to Angelo's shine stand. It stood just outside a barber shop. Four chairs with an awning full of cigarette holes over them. He identified Maria Camacho's picture immediately. We questioned him while he polished her shoes.
SPEAKER_02Maria, I used to tell, Sergeant. Running around like that, she has too many friends. Too many. Did you see Maria on Christmas Eve, Angelo? Christmas Eve? Let me see. No, no, last time was today before Christmas.
SPEAKER_04Angelo, do you know a man by the name of Tony Perez?
SPEAKER_02Tony? Sure. Tony Perez. Sorry fella. Fig show.
SPEAKER_04Is he one of your customers?
SPEAKER_02Yeah, all the time he came to see me. Was he here on Christmas Eve, Angelo? Yeah, yeah, he was here. I gave him a shine. Good touching them.
SPEAKER_04Remember what kind of shoes he had on?
SPEAKER_02Sure. Boots. He always wears boots.
SPEAKER_04What color were they, do you know?
SPEAKER_02Brown. I always wear the brown boots. Well, what's the matter? Tony and through.
SPEAKER_04What kind of polish do you use on his boots, Angelo?
SPEAKER_02Well, I got the camera. Down here. Hydrade polish. You got boots, I can fix them up. Do you use the same polish on all the boots you shine, Angelow? No, only the brown boots. Brown polish. You fellas asked too many questions. Make me go too slow.
SPEAKER_04There's no rush, Angelo. Can you tell me this? Besides Tony Perez, is there anybody else with brown boots who got to shine from you Christmas Eve?
SPEAKER_02Well, I don't know. Lots of people that shine. Couldn't seem as fairly fiddless. Just the people with brown boots, Angelo. Can you remember? No. No, no, I don't think so. Tony was the only one with the brown boots. There's no other.
SPEAKER_04How about heavy brown shoes? Huh? You remember the people with heavy brown shoes that came in for a shine?
SPEAKER_02No, no, I don't know. I don't know. Look, Fleece, just letting me shine your shoes, huh? That can of brown polish, Angelo. You say that's the kind you use on Tony Perez's booth? Yeah, that's the kind. This can right here. Well, can you remember how many times you used that polish on Christmas Eve? Well, I opened this can that morning. You can see how much it's gone. Maybe I used it all, well, maybe half a dozen times.
SPEAKER_04Can you remember the people whose shoes call for this kind of polish?
SPEAKER_02Lots of them. Brown shoes. I know the feats when I see them. I don't know the face.
SPEAKER_04Don't you remember any of them?
SPEAKER_02If they like to shine, might be buying a bite to come back. They were a few four fellas, maybe. I see them before. I don't know their names. Okay, finished. You like it to shine?
SPEAKER_04Oh, yeah, fine. Say, I'm gonna buy that can of polish from you, Angelo, and we're gonna check back with you later.
SPEAKER_02Okay. Here, here is. That's fine, polish, sergeant. Best you can get.
SPEAKER_04Yeah, but it rubs off. December 26th, 5 p.m. We drove back to the crime lab and had Lee Jones analyze the can of shoe polish. It matched exactly with the particles of shoe polish taken from the victim's body and from the boots of Tony Perez. We arranged for a stakeout at Angelo's shine stand. In case the people with heavy brown shoes returned, Angelo could point them out immediately to the men on duty. 5 30 p.m. Dave and Claudio called in. They thought they had another nibble this time from the bartender at the El Sidello Tavern, a bar on Soto Street. We drove down to South Main and Harlem Place for a meeting.
SPEAKER_16Hi, Dave. Hi. Figured we better move on this tonight. What's the fate? Fartender on Soto tipped me that Maria Camacho was in his place Christmas Eve. Said it was a little after midnight. Huh? Said she had a drink, left the place about 10 minutes past 12 with a guy called Frank Telano. Nosed around, found as Telano works at the midnight mission. Over there.
SPEAKER_04All right, let's go.
SPEAKER_11Just hit there?
SPEAKER_04Yeah. Good friend, Let's come in for a nice warm spiritual bath, coffee and soup free. I watch a stirring. Yeah.
SPEAKER_14And yet, brothers, if we be not born again, a bad light of the book says, we'll be damned, brothers. Amen. While Sister Myrtle Ferguson plays one of the stirring marches, let's join arms, brother to brother, and march into the lunchroom where, through the kind graces of one of our benefactors, Pete Boduris of the Acropolis Cafe, each one of you will be entitled to a bowl of turkey soup, and my sister Wilson's homemade bread and a cut of mint thigh. Uh, Sister Ferguson, number.
SPEAKER_04Yeah, let's go. Sure, Fatamino. That soup smells real good. Excuse me, sir. Uh young brother? What is it? Police officers. Do you have a Frank Delano working here? Well, what the trouble? Does he work here? Well, he has.
SPEAKER_14He's a very good man, Frank. Anything wrong? Is he here now? No, he'll. Where can we find him? Well, I'd like to know what the trouble is. We'd like to start to, mister, that's all. Well, he has a room at the good friend's Mission Annex. That's over on San Pedro Street. Is that his permanent residence for Mission Annex? Yeah, Frank, very helpful. He works for a small salary and we give him room and boards. Is he over at the Annex now? Yep. Maybe you'd better not see him now, officer. Where? Well, Frank's not a been drinking again. That's for sure a sign. How do you mean? Well, whenever Frank starts drinking, that means that he's worried. He's one of those. He drinks to forget. Yeah. You've been drinking for three days. You must have a lot to forget. Come on.
SPEAKER_046:30 p.m. We drove over to the good friend's Mission Annex on San Pedro Street. The man in charge told us that Tolano had a small room to himself at the rear of the second floor. Dave and Claudio went around to cover the mission annex from the back. Ben and I went up a narrow flight of wooden stairs. Plain white plaster walls were chipped and cracked and scrawled with pencil markings. We walked down to the end of a wide hallway to a brown paneled door with a transa above it. There was a man in soiled work clothes sitting on the bed. On the table next to him, there were three quart wine bottles. Two of them were empty. Get out of here. You, Frank Delano? What about it? Police officers like to talk to you. Get out of here. You're not taking me. I'd cut you to pieces. Drop the bottle, Telano. Get out of here. Drop the bottle. I'll cut you to pieces. Like you cut Maria. I'll kill you. Put it down, Telano. Drop it. Get the cup something. Yeah. Let's go. Just a minute. Yeah, it fits.
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