3x-xx-xx ep14 The Case Of Burt Mc Donald

The police reporter. And we present the police reporter dramatizing bizarre mysteries from the police records of the world. On an October morning in 1930 a coast guard and the town marshal of Ketchikan, Alaska, was sitting in the coast guard station at Point Higgins.

Say, Taylor, why do you go fooling around with all the microscopes and telescopes and all the mother scopes you got around here? Oh, these are scientific instruments, Stone. Well, what good are they? You'll end up in a nut house if you don't stop playing with all them do jiggers.

Well, I'd rather be like I am than like you are. That's just a matter of opinion. And I can't say I think much of yours. Hey, take a look through that telescope and see if there's anything doing out there.

1130, time check up on the boats. Okay, what's your matter? You expecting trouble? Nope. Well, it's been too good. But my job is watching those fishing boats out there. You see anything? Yep. You should vote a way out there.

This time of day? Yep. Who is it? Can you tell? Nope. You better look. You see it? Hmm. Yeah, it looks like old man Marshall's vote. He's out kinda late in the morning, ain't he?

There's something wrong with that vote. She just dripped in with the tide. Do you suppose something's happened to the old man? Maybe. Guess I'd better run out there and take a look. Anybody moving around on her?

Nope. Not a soul. That's what makes me suspicious. Maybe I'd better come with ya. This may be a case for the law. Come on, man. We'll run out in the launch. It won't take us ten minutes.