The John Stewart Murder Case

Broadway's My Beat from Times Square to Columbus Circle, the goddess, the most violent, the lonesome-us-mile in the world. Broadway's My Beat with Larry Thor as detective Danny Clover. The nighttime of early spring hugs close to Broadway, whispers.

There in the shadow pool for promises, the dreams you've dreamed shut off in the rest of the world with speckled light. And there, beyond the floating laughter, all the silence you've searched for in the long four sighs.

And there, walking the easy wall of night breeze, the girl of silk and warming cheek, the girl, the promise, and the light, here on Broadway. And it never lets you go. And off Broadway now, Police Hospital, tax-supported room for emergency pay, enamel polish and gleam, and Dr. Finsky.

Oh, still fair minute, will you? Stop moving around so much. The man, wounded man, unhappy. Just take it easy, Doc, we're just a knick. The knife. A knick with eight stitches that makes it the slice, which is medical talk for what happened to your arm from here to here.

All right, you can talk to him for a minute, Danny. I want to check your address, Mr. Stewart. Off for 12, 12, eight, straight, is that right? Yeah. Oh, you guys are really... Doctor, you better sit back down, Mr. Stewart.

You've lost too much blood. You'll stay here at the hospital tonight. No. You'll stay, Mr. Stewart. I'll take care of him then. Just one more thing. You feel like changing your story? I was waiting for the express train in the subway.

Yeah, I know. And someone came up and stabbed. And I don't know who you are. You don't have any idea why it happened. And I don't know you. Good night. Me, step like this guy.