The Lynn Knight Case

Here is another in NBC's Great Parade of New Shows. As Richard Diamond, Private Detective. Hello there, this is Diamond.

You know, I'm sure a lot of you people have never seen this big city of New York that I live in. But you ought to. It's really worth seeing. I don't mean a four-bit tour in a bus.

I mean, that one time that you stop along the way and really take a good look. Maybe it's from a building, forty floors up. You brace yourself against the stiff morning breeze, you lean out and watch the biggest city in the world wake up, stretch, roll up its progressive sleeves and go to work.

Or maybe at six o'clock in the evening and you're on your way home. You hold up at a busy intersection and you feel the Colossus even before you see it. You look behind to the right, the left, and then up.

And there it is. You could only take in three blocks maybe, but the pushing crowds and towering buildings are a common denominator for the Bronx, Park Avenue, and Flatbush. The rest you have to imagine because your dinner's waiting.

Well, I'm lucky in a way. My dinner's ready when I start throwing nickels in the automatic. My meals and my time are freelance, and my work is a ringside ticket to the biggest city city in the world. Sure it's lonely sometimes and trouble walks the streets on the 24-hour beat. But that's how I pay my rent. Troubles my silent partner and he sends me everything

from divorce labels to some marked city morgue, DOA. Dead on arrival. One night last week old man trouble was sitting curled up on a doorstep watching two thugs hiding in the shadows of the building trouble had a big smile because he was cooking up a king size mess for yours truly hello yeah ain't he ever gonna come out yeah come on we just got