Do Go On - 82 - Tamam Shud (The Somerton Man)

Episode Date: May 17, 2017

Dave reports on the often requested and super mysterious 'Tamam Shud' case. In 1948 a body is discovered on on Adelaide's Somerton beach. No one is sure who he is and things get weirder when they find a coded message, a phone number, a small piece of paper and a suitcase. Who was The Somerton Man? Twitter: @DoGoOnPodInstagram: @DoGoOnPodFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/DoGoOnPod/Email us: [e-mail] the show and get rewards like bonus episodes:www.patreon.com/DoGoOnPo Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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And welcome to another episode of the podcast called Do Go On! Oh, the podcast. Jess was miming along with me, so I had to throw her off the scent. I like to do that. And the man throwing her off the scent is me, Dave Warnocky, and the scent sniffer is Jess Perkins. That's me. And Matt Stewart watching me throw a scent at Jess's face. It's you, Matt Stewart.

Yeah, he's cupping and he's piffin. It's no good. He's cuffin and piffin. Cuppin. Cuppin scent? Piffin it. Yes. You have an epiphany.

Did you enjoy my scent? No, thank you. Oh, okay. Matt? Look, I was only watching the scent, so I don't know. I look good. From here, it looked quite good. Yeah.

That's nice. I've got a real beard filter around my nose. Yeah. Does that actually filter your smells? Yeah. It goes through. It goes through a filter. I've got a vanilla essence in it.

Oh, you must. Oh, you must. Imagine smelling vanilla essence. Imagine if I had done that. I was about to say imagine it. Vanilla essence is... Can you try that? That's flavouring, isn't it?

Yeah. You can put like a vanilla oil. A beard oil. I'll put a beard oil. Do you put beard oil in your beard? Ah, no. Oh, I've heard that it's... Is it some...

I heard it's quite good. I heard it's an aphrodisiac. Really? There's no... Oh, no. Sorry, that's loneliness. ...asiodo... Like beard oil.

Is that how that song goes? Yeah. D. I was going to say before, imagine if you put, if you did smell vanilla all the time. And I was like, that'd be great. But then I thought about it, it's probably, you've probably had some sort of injury to the face. And also vanilla. Well, I mean, it's a good option of like all of the smells.

Everything smells like vanilla. Yeah, that's okay. That'll just smell like somebody's baking and that's fun. Baking's nice. We all love to bake, Jess. We all. We love it. We live to bake.

to live. That's what I say on this show? No, Dave, you say you live to get baked. Ah, yeah, cone head. Hang on. I'm storchly anti-cone. Oh, yeah, baking. No, there it is. Baked. Now, should we just get straight into the episode this week?

Because it is me reporting, and it will be a long one. Of course, we'll. Just flagging that right on the time. Well, hang on, let's just have a quick catch-up. How are you? You good? Are you talking to me? Yes. I'm so high. I don't know who you're talking to.

That's why I'm looking and pointing at you, David. I'm good. Great. Matt, are you well? Yes, thank you. Cool. Could somebody else me? I genuinely was going to be like, anyway, so start with you. Uh, Jess. Yep, I'm good. Okay, start.

Sorry, I was going to ask. Oh, okay. Are we all asking it? Okay. Yeah, no, let's just do it. I'm looking forward to this because I think from memory I always get Dave's questions right. That's true. From memory, you always do.

I look forward to again being super smart the next few minutes. Great. Right now, so if you have tuned in for the first time, maybe you're interested in the topic. I'm going to do a report on it. Jess and Matt don't know what I'm going to report on. And to get on topic, we're going to start with a very open question. Great. My question is, what is the most interesting thing that's ever happened?

I like this already. In Adelaide. Adelaide Australia. Okay. It's the most interesting thing. Big things in Adelaide. Adelaide fringe is big. Yep.

They used to have the Grand Prix before Melbourne stole it. Is there anyone famous from Adelaide? Yeah. Ben Folds lived there for a while. Wrote a song about it called Adelaide. Did Ben Falls live in Adelaide? Yeah, he married an Adelaideon.

Adelaidey. And he couldn't... An Adelaidey. I'm done. People use that before? A few minutes into the pod, that's my best joke. That's great. I feel so much like it must already be a thing, but I've never heard it before.

Adelaidey. I'm an Adelaidey. I love that. I'm an Adelaide man. It doesn't work, mate. It doesn't work. I'm an Adelaide man. I'm an Adelaide man.

Oh, hang on. I'm an Adam, I'm an Adam ant I'm an Adam ant What else is famous from Adelaide? I know footballers Is it football related? I know comedians who have moved to Melbourne

Which is probably a good choice They always do They always do And they come crawl Is it sport or entertainment related? No, but we'll get entertainment out of this topic It's difficult for you to get this Politics

Can we get another clue? Is it something like to do? Is it dinosaurs? Is it way? back? No, it is 1940s. The year was 1945, see? Dave's chosen a topic

from the 1940s. Late 1940s. What does he do? Where do you think this might go? Late 40s. Oh, okay. Your man was already dead. Post-World War. My man. My man.

Oh. No. I was going to say Oh, fuck you. I was going to say, my man. I was going to say, oh, my man, Emperor Hirohito, you know good, because Japan were also awful. Well, you can't leave a gap of two minutes and not expect us to, our minds, to fill that in. My man.

You enjoyed that. This topic, the topic and the episode title that everyone has read actually ends in the word word man. Okay, man. Adelaide man. Close enough, I'm just going to tell you. Yeah, go on. We're going to talk about the Somerton Man. My guess is the Somerton Man.

Am I correct? Let's rewind the tape. Matt got in just before you. Sorry about that. Summerton Man. And there it is. That was the replay. Wait, is the Somerton Man?

That's a famous thing. Is that related to something else? Okay, I'm going to ask for some more information. In that question? Please do go on, Dave. I'm really looking forward to getting into the Summated Man. Let's see if he discusses something that you recognize. Maybe you've seen this in the hat or it's been frequently suggested.

Is it? But it's about the beach guy washed up on the beach? What? There is a beach, Somerton Beach. Okay. But it's not about a man who was found there. Well, he might be found. I'm going to...

Or did he find? Jesus. But there's a different name if that's the case, right? And the drones wrote a song about it. What? The Tarm and Shud case? That is another name for the Somerton Man. Oh man.

I've wanted to do this. Wow. Well, time. Really? So curious about this, but I don't know really anything about it. I read briefly, I'm like, I've got to do it when I got enough time to really dedicate myself to it. Because there's been so many people have asked for this. Cool.

Okay, so what we did was we've got a record of four people, the first four people that asked it, and then we've had a few more, I imagine they didn't make it into the hat. So these are the first four people to, uh, request the topic and I would like to thank Holly from the UK who emailed it in Pete Free Pete Free also called Piet Free by me many times

on Patreon, thank you Pete Free Austin Brackett's Ah frequent suggestor At Austin Brackett and August At back in August Oh live listener Came to the live shows Frequent support of the show

Thank you August at Austin Pete and Holly First four people suggest This very curious topic. Curious, you say. Hmm, I'm intrigued. Oh, that is the vibe I'm going for. Cool.

It's working. I'm picking up that vibe. I'm picking it up. I'm putting it down over here. Matt's picking it up. He's going, oh, what's this? Spin it on my finger? Yep, I have a spin.

And then he puts it back down. And Dave, you take it away. Thank you. I've got the vibe back. He holds the vibe that does the report. Oh, thank goodness. The Somerton man. Or she who holds the.

vibe, thank you. Or, either Somerton Man, or Summinton She. I know, I was really delayed there. I was going to start at like an audio book. The Somerton Man, as read by David James Warnocky. Excellent. DJ Warnocky.

When you hear a chime. Did you ever... Turn the page. I never realised his initials are DJ Warnocky. DJ? Never called me? Never called me DJ? No, I call you DW. Now I'm going to call you DJ.

Anyway. I like DJ. It's cool. It is cool. Okay, have I ever mentioned this on the show before? War, first three letters of my last name. In grade one or two, there was a kid at my school who was obsessed with war. His name was David J. Warnocky.

This is actually my favorite thing ever. He would draw constantly a thing called Radiation Beach. What? He would draw it and it would be like planes bombing a beach and it would have a sign saying radiation beach. Obsessed with war and he told me, hey, you should write a book on war? because when they put it in the library, the first three digits on the spine will be war. I think there'll be numbers, the first three digits, but...

No, that's not the case of it. Because of the Dewey Decimal System. It would be WAR. Yes, they are categorised by number, but then placed on the shelf alphabetically. You said the first three digits would be war. I was just calling her out on a little stumble there, but...

It's a fucking prick. It's a nice story. It's a nice story. And that story goes out to my old pal, Alex Metcalfe from Radiation Beach. Victoria. It's a great name, Henry Metcalf. How about that?

Sounds like a rugby league player. Radiation Beach also pretty good. It's a great name. Anyway, yeah, cool. Let's get into it. On the morning of November 30, 1948. The year was 1948. See, Radiation Beach.

You've stopped saying a good year. I don't have you noticed that. Yeah, well, because I'm not... You've retired it. No, I'm just, it's... I don't want it to just be a given. You know? I'll decide when it's a good year.

I'll decide which... And I have a... record of every year between 1066 and now. And that time, I wanted to do a 1940s voice instead, and I chose between the two. I couldn't go, ah, 1948, a good year. Like, that would just be silly. I wish you'd done that. What a missed opportunity.

She's slipping. DJ, do go on. She is slipping. November 30, 1948, a man wearing a white shirt, red and blue tie. What? Brown trousers. Cool. arrives at Adelaide train station.

From? Unknown. Graying at the temple, the man is in his... Mr. Sheffield. Oh, Mr. Chapmiel! Graying at the temple, the man is in his early to mid-40s. He's carrying a suitcase. Sometime before 12 noon, he checks this suitcase into the train station cloak room

and has issued a luggage receipt. He then buys a train ticket to Henley. He puts the ticket in his pocket. However, he doesn't take this train. Instead, he decides to take a bus to St. Leonard's, which is possibly closer to where he intends to go. Further south in Adelaide, closer to the popular Glen Elg in Somerton beaches.

The man eats a pasty. Veggie? Veggie pasty? Unknown. Oh, I love a veggie pasty. Oh, so good. He arrives at the Summinton Beach and goes down onto said beach. It goes down.

Later that night, a jeweler named John Lyons and his wife. Unknown. So much mystery. Notice the man. No one ever remembers the wife. No, that's right. You were going to say that.

I googled the shit out of his wife. Thank you. And she did not appreciate that. Thank you for checking that because you knew that that would upset me. I wanted to know what the mystery wife's name was. Or was he having an affair? So John Lyons, his jeweler, his wife. They noticed a man lying in the sand slumped with his head.

propped up against the seawall, lying adjacent to the steps in front of the crippled children's home. I love that detail. At first, John and his wife, are concerned for the man, but he raises his right arm and drops it limply. They brush it off, thinking him being a drunk, sobering up on the beach. Sure. That's where I like to sober up.

Face down. Okay, I'm going to go down to the beach now. And then hangover be gone, you know? That salty air. Yeah, that fresh air. I get you. Half an hour later, with the street lights now shining brightly, another couple, Gordon Straps and Olive.

Thank you. We know her name. Gordon and Olive. They noticed the... Fuck, it is 1948, isn't it? Gordon of Olive. Gordon of Olive. Oh, we should say this one's been recorded later.

I am Gordon of Olive. Gordon is going for a beautiful beach troll with his new young girlfriend. Oh, Olive. She's new. She's young. She's here. She's happening. She's olive. She's oil. She's on your pizza.

Is this where this is going? Gordon and Olive. They notice what appears to be the same man lying in the sand. They walk up the beach and back and note that the man hasn't moved. Although they think that his position may have slightly changed. They comment to each other that he must be dead because he's not even reacting to the mosquitoes. Although they too come to the conclusion that he must be either drunk or asleep. One of the couple looks up to the promenade above the seawall

and sees a man looking down onto the man asleep on the beach and they decide eh, they won't investigate any further. The next morning, our jeweller John Lyons. He's back on the beach, going for a beach stroll, meets up with a friend. He's always on the bloody beach this John lines. Get into the bloody jewellery store, mate. Come on, John.

It's 6 a.m. at this time. Fuck in hell, John. Jeweling doesn't start till 9. That's prime jewelling time. You don't think you just rock up at 9 and all the jeweling's been done. Yeah, shit. That's when the shop opens. It's like a baker.

You got to get there early and make the jewels. You got to bake your jewels. People go in and they jewel from normally like 3 a.m. A jewel or go in and start jewelling. Most jewelers are in bed by 6. They don't come out of the oven until 8.30. Yeah. Hot in the shells.

I've got a cool damp bath now and then ready to sell. Jeez, come on day. Get your fresh jewels. He's back on the beach. He meets a friend. He also sees two men with a horse. horse. Whilst he's there...

What colour is the horse? Brown. You don't know that. Oh no. Brown's probably a good guess, so. John looks over at the seawall and notices the same man from the night before still lying, and what he is convinced is the same position. The man hasn't moved.

He fears the worst. What? Yeah. Now he's starting to think. Now he's like, hmm, hang on the second. I'm going to finish my beach walk. And if you still have to... He doesn't moved. Then I'll investigate.

He fears the worst. The four men, the horse, go up to the lifeless body. The horse says. Easy, easy snow tiger. I just took a simmer of water, you pricks. The horse says. They go up to the lifeless body. They think the man is dead.

Constable John Moss arrives on the beach at 6.45 a.m. He calls an ambulance. The body is loaded into it and outside Royal Adelaide Hospital a few hours later, they take their time. At 9.40 a.m., the body is officially pronounced dead. It's then transferred to the city mortuary. Okay, so those are the last few hours of life for the guy known to history

as the Somerton Man. And end of report. Just tried to make it a little bit creepy. Do you appreciate that a little tone? Yeah. I hope you dropped some sort of eerie music in. Maybe it will. I think you should.

It'll be the Antiques Roadshow theme again. Antiques Roachot Show It's two clicks, thank you Sorry Antig photo So they didn't autopsy report on this unknown man Yep He was listed as 180 centimetres tall

5 foot 11ish with hazel eyes Fair to ginger coloured hair slightly greying around the temple Broad shoulders And a narrow waist He was an exceptionally fit looking man Sounds like he's got a triangle shaped torso Which is often the gold shape.

Oh, he sounds like a babe. He's got to be salt and pepper in the temple. He's salt and pepper. But he's fit. Oh, fuck, yeah. Well, you know, if you'd count being dead. He was fit. If I'd been on the C-20.

I mean, he's a real beach body in a lot of ways. If I'd made onto the C-24 hours earlier, he would have been mine for the taking. Now I've got to deal with the jeweller. Second prize. Wow. The man, his hands and nails, show no signs of manual labour. He's big and little toes,

met in a wedge shape, like those of a dancer, or someone who wore boots with pointed toes. He has pronounced high calf muscles that the doctor noted were like those of a ballet dancer. Hmm. I'm still into this man, Jess. What are you saying, Dave?

What are you saying, Dave? These leg traits are also characteristic of many middle and long distance runners. Yeah. Oh, the doctor is aware of what ballerina's legs look like. In the 1940s, to get a job, you have to be pretty well-rounded. What are your three topics of expertise? Medical stuff.

Dancing, long distance running. Wow, you actually meant my hidden criteria here and here. Tick, tick. Medical stuff was one of my hidden criteria. For this doctor role I'm hiring for. You had me at ballet. Dancing stuff. I like how you thought that him being a good dancer might have put Jess off.

somehow. No, I just wanted to check in because I'm pretty sure that she was going to really... Oh, because the river dance thing. Oh, yeah. Because I bloody love. You love to dance. You love to dance. You love to watch fit men dancing. Oh, I love to dance. I love to watch fit men dancing. Oh, baby. And ladies. Oh, ladies.

You love to dance. I live to dance. That's the difference between us, Jess. And I river dance. I riv to dance. Oh, please. I rib to dance. The body was clean-shaven, carried no identification, which led police to believe he may have committed suicide. He also had no hat, which in the time was very uncommon.

Remound to be seen without a hat? That's weird. What a time. That's your time, Maddie. It's rare that we see you without a hat. None of them are like NBA-style cap. I mean, baseball-style caps. No, I understand that.

You'll see less hats of me now because of the weather's turning to cold. I'm a real big summer hat, man. Okay, cool. Because I'm very pale. But you also do a lot of beanies. Oh, yeah. So. Yeah.

There's this, we're in this sweet, uh, autumn window. Transition. I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm a nude head. Autumn and spring. What an exciting time. Nub top. So you're a summer head man and he's a summer tin man. Oh.

Oh, holy shit. Need I say more? We're both ginge. Mm. You're not quite growing at the temple there, though. I'm both dead. He looked at me really slowly and a, I didn't like it.

Do you know what's really creepy? What? All labels on this man's clothes had been removed. What? His teeth did not match the dental records of any known living person. A search of his pockets revealed an unused second-class rail ticket from Adelaide to Henley Beach, the one that he didn't use. A bus ticket that he did use. A narrow aluminium American-style comb that you wouldn't be very easy to get in Australia at the time.

A half-empty packet of juicy fruit chewing gum. Oh, I love juicy fruit. Juicy fruit will get you going. Dib-da-d-d-d-do. That's another ad from probably. Do you remember that jingle? No. Go to another 1980s ad?

No. I think it was an early 90s one, but sure, it could have been 80s. Yeah, but we were like infants. Juicy fruit. We weren't really taking in the juicy fruit ads. It's just chewing gum. You don't see juicy fruit much anymore. No, except for my dad's car.

Really? He's a juicy man. He seems to be. He's a juicy man. I like you, dad. I met him very briefly, but, I like the cut of his jib. I also like the smell of his fruity fresh breath.

It's the worst gum. It's so small. Yeah, you gotta have two at little. I have half a packet. It's a real burst of flavor, but it goes so quick. So quick. They're lollies that, you know, the husk of it just hangs around in your mouth. It's a draggy.

Yeah, it's a draggy. It's a draggy. This episode is not brought to you by juicy fruit chewing gum. I cannot stress that enough. The man also had a quarter box full of matches. He also had an Army Club cigarette packet containing Kincetas cigarettes. It was common at the time to have cigarettes that didn't match the box. Often an expensive box was kept and then cheaper cigarettes would put in there

sort of to try and make yourself look a little bit richer. But in this man's case, he had the more expensive cigarettes in a very cheap and common packet. Perhaps indicating that he was trying to go undercover and remain unnoticed. Interesting, but at the same time, would not smoke a cheaper brand. I will not go inferior. I'm not going to fully commit to this. If you examine my fingers closely, you will see that I'm still a man of very high taste. You know a lot about a man by his brand.

Is that another 1980s ad? I think that might be like a 1950s, Marlborough ad. Malbara. The Marlborough Cowboy or whatever? Or is it a Marlborough moose? Whatever the Marlborough guy, there's a guy, wasn't it? Is it a camel? Camel. That's camel though.

Oh, regret face. The Melbourne Moose. But I just like, I love that. It's great advertising. The problem with cigarettes is like the advertising's all inherently evil because you're trying to make people do something that's going to slowly kill them. But fuck, they had some great catchphrases. Like that's some great copy. You know a lot about a man by his brain. I'm smoking that. Yeah. Oh, yeah. I wouldn't, but I would.

Yeah. If it was advertising anything else. Yep. You know a lot about a man by his brand. Juicy for it, chewing gum. You know, like the band he likes. That's the main thing. Yeah.

The autopsy report concluded that the man had died about 2 a.m. Hmm. So when they saw him on the beach, he probably wasn't dead yet. Okay. But probably dying. The autopsy showed the man's last meal was a past meal, eaten three to four hours before death. That's probably my last meal, I reckon. Yeah.

So that's how they know. he had a pasty because they chopped open his stomach and had a sniff. Okay, great. Now I don't want pasties ever again. Ruin pasties for the night. Thanks, Dave. I'm not going to eat this pasty in front of me. Yeah, I brought pasties for everyone.

Yeah. You want to have a sniff now? Not until it's in my guts, you're weirdo. Not what you're about. That's when I smell real good. Sniffing my guts. Yeah, you want to sniff my guts, do you days? Give his guts a sniff, Dave.

I'll give you guts to sniff for free pasties. That's the deal. And it always has been. I'm not changing now A test failed to reveal any other foreign substances in the man's body The man's body was healthy Except his spleen was three times larger than it should have been What?

Is that a lot larger? Three times? Three times. Three hundred percent Indicated that he may have been sick, could have been an illness To make a, there's varying things that can make your spleen bigger There were also several congestions of blood in his stomach, liver and spleen the type that is often caused by poisoning.

What? The pathologist, Dr. Dwyer, concluded, I am quite convinced that the death could not have been natural. The poison I suggest is probably a barbiturate or a hypnotic drug. Although poisoning remained in prime suspicion, the pasty was not to believe to be the source of the poison. So I just want everyone to calm down and stop. Blaming the pasty.

I would never blame a pasty. It wasn't a nasty pasty. That's dumb. He did eat a smoison, though. Excuse me, is this smoison poisoned? I've never heard such a ridiculous question in my life. My spoyzen is of a very high quality, thank you very much. That'll be $3.

$3 for the smoison. It's high quality, but is it poisoned? Stop. Stop getting around my question. Yeah, come on, please. Move along, I've got more s'mmoison to sell. Hey, Dave, what's a s'moison? Well, I don't have time for these juvenile questions, young woman.

Next. Hi, could I get a schmoison? What is it? And is it poisoned? Two questions that I'm very familiar with, but I'm very annoyed at. Move along. Smoisan poison. Matt's two flavors of ice cream.

Peppermint and Smoisonberry. It wasn't very Poisonberry Delicious Other than that The coroner was unable To reach a conclusion as to the man's identity His cause of death

Or whether the man seen alive At the Somerton Beach On the evening of 30th of November Was the same man As nobody had gone up close to his face It was wearing the same outfit And in the same position So it's pretty likely

That they saw the dying man He was tested for poison extensively But none could be found in his body was he tested for schmoison The smozen test have come back inconclusive mainly because we're unsure as to what a smoison is Is it this It's just holding things up

Is this a schmison For God's sake I have no time for these juvenile questions Either buy a schmison Or move it on He just spends He says most of his days in court cases and he's in morgues and just, is this a smoison? I'm trying to run a legitimate business.

I keep coming along asking me if I keep poisoning people with my schmoison. If you don't know what a smoison is, please look it up in the dictionary. It can be found on page 96. It's a very small dictionary as S comes on page 96. Shmoison. Also his sign off. Is it this? Hold your paper clips.

Is this a schmoison? Is this a schmoison? Schmoises? Schmoises is fun. If anyone out there does know what schmoisen is. Get in contact. Yeah, I'd love to see a picture of some schmoisen. Oh, no.

That's very fun. So initially, they can't identify the man, but the police aren't worried, and the local newspaper doesn't run that much about it. So December 2nd, the Adelaide advertiser newspaper in an article headline, body found on beach which is...

Good run. Great copyright. I love getting to the heart of a matter. Yeah, you've got to get straight to the point. The article suggested that a man called E.C. Johnson is the deceased man. However, the next day, Mr. Johnson walks into the police station and tells them he is alive.

Hello. Hello, Mr. Johnson. Pardon? I think you'll find... I think he's talking to you. I think you'll find... Mr. Johnson has been poisoned by schmoison. So move along, please, sir.

Move along, please, sir. So it's not E.C. Johnson. Over a week goes by and no one can identify this guy. His fingerprints don't match any on file. What? Police are starting to get concerned. It's a little bit weird and his body is starting to decompose. So on December the 10th, he is embalmed.

He has his ass packed with cotton. He is pumped full of formaldehyde. He is embalmed. Yeah. What? Is it weird that his fingerprints and teeth aren't on the record? Or is that just like, it means he hasn't committed crimes? Crimes or doesn't match people that have maybe fought in the World War, one of the Second World War, isn't enlisted.

Which would be quite a few people at the time would be many men, sort of his age range. But at the same time, back then you don't have a computer, so you are matching it by hand and sight. Right. Which is pretty. Oh, yeah, shit, yeah, that's amazing. So, like, now you can just dial out and they search a million in ten seconds, but now it's like, well, pretty big. So it's possible that it was dismissed, maybe. Yeah, definitely.

Human error. Wow. But he's embalmed, and this is the first time in the police and out of the lad have ever had to do this, keep a man embalmed, and he also is frozen. So they embalm him and then they frozen him. Wow. And then they thore him out, put him in the oven, 100 degrees, 15 minutes. They eat him up.

They eat him up. Spoison. It's poison. That's how he gets out of anything. It's spoison. Shmoison. Sounds like something Sydney's show. Arnberg would say.

Smoisen. Oh, I've got a Smoison here. It's my new film. I think we should call it Smoison. The second coming. Real New York. Smoisen. Back in the habit.

It feels like a real New York. A New York food. Is it? Is that where it's from? Shmoisen. Can I confirm nor deny. I'm schmoisen here. I'm schmoisen.

I'm schmoisen here. That's my New York. It's pretty good. In January 2, people identify the body is that of a 63-year-old former woodcutter named Robert Walsh. The possibility was ruled out, though, as the dead body looked too young to be Walsh, this man's in his 60s and the man on the table dated in his 40s. Also, his hands would have showed signs of manual labour.

So the woman who identified the body as Walsh, Elizabeth Thompson, later retracted her statement. I have been mistaken, sir. I have been schmoistened. January, 1949, so month has gone past, staff at the Adelaide Railway Station discover a brown suitcase with its label removed which had been checked into the station Cloak Room at 11am

on 30th of November 1948. No one's come forward to claim it. It is believed that the suitcase was owned by the man found on the beach. In the case, they found a red checked dressing gown, a size 7 red felt pair of slippers matching one dressing gown. Wow.

Four pairs of underpants, pajamas, shaving items, a light brown pair of trousers with sand in the cuffs, an electrician screwdriver, a table knife cut down with a short instrument, a pair of scissors with sharpened points, scissors and a stenciling brush used by third officers on merchant ships for stenciling cargo. So was he a Navy man? All identifying marks on the clothes, including labels and name tags, had been removed,

Except for police found the name T-Keen, written on a tie, Keene on a laundry bag, and keen on a singlet. Keene for pain. He might have been a mustard man. Or keen for pain. I like that we both had jokes locked and loaded, though. Thanks to Colin Marner joke. And I was being generous to myself also.

Dave Duggan. Police thought, great, we found our guy. He's a dude called T-Keen. What do you think? What do you reckon the first name is? Terry. Two. Good.

Too keen for pain? It does become a point where you become so overly keen for pain that you scared of the people off. Do you think you can be too keen for pain? It's a possibility. I've never seen it myself. But I have been it myself. They thought great, we found our guy.

But a search concluded that there was no T-Keen or Keen missing in any English-speaking country. Police believe that whoever removed the clothing tags possibly purposefully left the key. Keene tags on the clothes, knowing that Keene was not the dead man's name. Throw him off the track. Show him off, throw him with the track. Because back at the time when, this is just after the second mobile where clothes rationing is widespread,

maybe T. Keene was a different person. This man has come and bought a box of clothing. He's got a tie. He's got a shirt, says T. Keene. He's not even called Keene. Interesting. Also, who's labeling clothes? Yeah.

Back at the time, many people did. Yeah, no, I remember like, mum putting labels on my school clothes. Yeah, he might have been a schoolboy. Is he a schoolboy day? Don't lose your bloody school dress. He was a mid-40 schoolboy. Oh my God, that's so hot. I'm back on board.

This guy's great. Honor the Summerton man's body, they did not find a ticket for the suitcase, so he may have lost it, fair enough, or whoever killed him may have taken the suitcase, gone to Adelaide train station, gone to the cloak room,

picked up the suitcase, which was unlocked, Unlocked suitcase, removed all identifying labels on the clothing and then put it back, possibly to be found, leaving T. Keen there to throw authorities off the scent. It's complicated. Maybe. Maybe. Yeah, I'm not saying no. I'm just saying it's a complicated plan. Maybe. Or are you saying that it definitely is, Dave? Maybe.

Oh, maybe. Maybe. The only vaguely conclusive thing found that came from the suitcase was that one of the jackets had a particular type of stitching used only in the USA at the time. So the man could have been American or he may have just visited there. Oh, starting to narrow things down.

He's heard of America. Interesting. Open and shut case. A police checked incoming train records on the day and believed that the man had arrived at Adelaide Railway Station by overnight train from either they narrowed it down to Melbourne, Sydney or Port Augusta.

Okay. So the two most populated cities in Australia and Port Augusta. And it was speculated that he was probably from, came from one of the biggest cities because he came from a smaller town than where there's less people about. Someone would be more likely to remember. Because they wildly circulated his photo of the body. So people may have come forward to be like,

oh, you saw the guy on the day, but no one has come out and said that they saw him at the train station. Right. Only people on the beach when he's lying there dying. The police speculated he had showered and shaved at the city baths before returning to the train station to purchase a ticket at about 10.50 a.m.

And then instead going on the bus. That's what they think. That's all they know about his movements. A coroner's inquest into the death was conducted. It commenced a few days after the body was found, but was adjourned on the 17th of June, 1949. The investigating pathologist John Burton Cleland, great name,

re-examine the body, and made a number of new discoveries. Cleland noted that the man's shoes were remarkably clean and appeared to have been recently polished, rather than in the state expected of a man who had been apparently wandering around Glen Elg all day. Got fresh shoes on. He added to this evidence, he added that this evidence fitted him with the theory

that the body may have been brought to Summinton Beach after the man died or as he was dying, accounting for the lack of evidence of vomiting and convulsions, which are the two main side effects of poison. So if you poison as you die, you often vomit a lot. That's fair. That makes sense. Even if it's schmoison related?

Shmoison is one of the only poisons that makes you... So schmoisons are poison. I've said too much. Is poison. I reacted like a real smart girl. Well, here we go. Is poison. Cedric Stanton Hicks,

Professor of Physiology and Pharmacology at the University of Adelaide, testified that of a group of drugs, variants of a drug in that group he called number one and number two were extremely toxic and it would be difficult, if not impossible, to identify during an autopsy. Cedric Hicks, he gave the coroner a piece of paper with the names of the two drugs which was entered as exhibit. It sees 18.

The names were not released to the public until the 1980s as they were, quote, quite easily procurable by an ordinary individual from a chemist without need to give reason for the purchase. So he just called them poison one and poison two. Wow. Or schmoizen one and schmoyzant two. Wow. There's multiple schmisons. One of the drugs was later identified as digitalis.

Digitalis. It's a type of... I don't know. Did you? Did you tell us? It's a type of... Matt's walking out of the door. Bye Matt.

If you have too much digitalis, if you have overdose on it, it gives you a heart attack. Oh, right, okay. And then disappears quite quickly, often making you look like you've just had a heart attack. Oh, wow. So if you know someone who's had a heart attack, think again.

They've been schmoistened. They've been schmoistened by Digitalis smoison. I've actually got a factor in 98 out of 100 heart attacks are actually digitalis smoisonings. That is incorrect. But 90 out of 100. Hang on, let me get this percentage. It's three-fifths.

So, it was determined that the man was probably poisoned, but they had no idea how. Well, I'm sure. Schmoizen. That's what you write down when you don't know how someone died. Shmoison? Is anyone at home being annoyed by the word schmoison yet? Too bad.

I don't plan to stop. The lack of success in determining the identity and cause of death of the Somerton man had led the authorities to call it an unparalleled mystery and believe that the cause of death might never be known. Wow. After the inquest, a plaster cast was made of the man's head and shoulders, which was quite difficult as he was thawing out from being frozen as they were putting plaster on him, so it was quite difficult, but they made one.

And in 1949, after the inquest, the body of the unknown man was buried in Adelaide's West Terrace Cemetery, where the Salvation Army conducted the service on the tomb it just says Here lies the body of a man found on Somerton Beach December 1st, 1940. Oh, that's really beautiful. But just when they thought they were going nowhere. We're on the road to nowhere.

Just as they started singing, we're on the road to nowhere. Yeah, I know. A new piece of evidence was found. They found the schmoison. They found the schmoison. Juicy fruit. Inside, they didn't test the juicy fruit.

fruit. No, not true. I assume they did. I found the rest of the juicy fruit in his butt. He'd been shelving juicy fruit this old time. He'd had an overdose. Little known fact about juicy fruit is if you put it into any other orifice apart from your mouth, you will die of a heart attack. I've put it up my nose and I had a heart attack and I die. You lived to tell the tale? Yeah. I temporarily died.

So it would be funny. I thought I'd stick it up It was. He was there. It was great, was it? It was a real set. We laughed. We laughed until just started convulsing and having a heart attack. We laughed.

We died. Yeah, we got over it and we moved on. Yeah. And you were there? And you? You weren't there, though. Where are you, Dave? No.

I've got an alibi. He was busy at the schmoisen stand. Oh yeah, Dave. How's my schmoizen coming along? Give me a few minutes. How long does it take to cook a schmoison? A few minutes. Do you cook them?

Yeah. Okay. But I will not give away my secret ingredient. Is it? Smoison? It's poison. Oh shit. Oh no.

Hang on. Let me retract what I just said. Oh, hang on. So they found a new piece of evidence. Initially missed when searching the dead man, a tiny piece of rolled up paper was found in his fob pocket, which is the tiny pocket inside the big pocket. at the time intended for a fob watch.

One of those round watches on a chain? Yeah. Is that what they were for? Inside his pants. But this tiny pocket was described by the pathologist that found it as a very, very secret pocket. Very, very secret. And I'm saying that twice. I'm sorry, a pathologist.

Yeah. Was looking through his pants. So he went back... Pathologist, their pant pocket experts. Pant man. A pantologist. I'm a doctor of pantology. Yeah, there's a silent name in there.

If you see it written down. Pantthological. So what do you do for? I'm a pant man. Oh, can you look at these pants? Oh, no, I don't look at living men's pants. No, no, no. An expert in the dead man's pants.

A dead man's pants. If there's a dead man, I want to get into his pants. Asap. Especially for those secret little pockets. There's chicky little secret pockets. Apparently when he first found the pocket, he found this little piece of paper and then he put it back because he was like, oh, show the people where they first, where I found it. And he couldn't find the pocket again. It's really, really, really secret.

That's amazing. Very, very secret, I should say. It's really very secret The tiny piece of paper had two words That read Oh Matt, let's have a go One word each

This is the famous Is this one of the famous bits? I feel like I should know this I'm going to say Pants Secret Pants Secret I've got a Pants Secret

And when the Pants Man The Doctor of Pantsolity turned over the Pants Man's The Pants Secret He read the words Tamam should Which is Pan's secret in Latin You are a Latin expert, that's right

The police were initially baffled So they put the call out for what the hell this could mean And a journalist phoned in to say that the phrase is Persian And translates as ended or finished So this is a fan in a dead man's pants Dead man's pants We've got a like a secret Persian Like a pretty obscure word

Okay, but like, okay. Ended. Okay, but like, I think the people who found his body got the idea that he was finished from the dead bit. Did you have to leave a little note in his secret pants? Yeah, right. In his secret little pants? Secret little pants pocket? What?

Is that a new Pirates of the Caribbean movie? Pirates of the Caribbean, Dead Man's pants. I think so. I'm pretty sure it is, yeah. I imagine they worked with many pansologists to make sure that it was accurate to true pants. I wonder if maybe the note was meant to be going towards someone else saying I've finished the job of killing him but it ended up in his pants. As the words.

Or maybe he was a zodiac style taunting note. Or maybe he was learning Persian and he had a word a day calendar. And that was his... He wakes up in the morning and goes, finished, finished, Tamam should, finished, finished. How do you pronounce it? Tamam should. Oh, it's one of those ones I've seen written down. I said Tarman Shud.

Hang on. Did you see it written down in a dead man's pants? Only after I wrote it and put it there in his secret, secret very pocket. Oh, that's all right then. I got that the wrong way around. So, Tamamshut is, it's typed up on a small piece of paper. Yeah, where did they go on them? The journalist that phoned in, he said that the phrase could be found as the last words of the Rubayat of Omar Kayam,

a collection of about 1,000 poems written in the 11th century. by a Persian scholar, mathematician and good at everything kind of guy, Oma Kayam. The theme of these poems in this book in general is that one should live life to the full and have no regrets when it ends. Disagree.

Live life half-mast. Get to the end of it, on your deathbed, just be like, fuck. Tamar. Always live and wanting more. Tamar. Always live yourself, more.

If I could go again, I would. So many regrets. So the poem's subject and the words finished or ended, led police to theorise that the man had possibly committed suicide by poison, although there was no evidence to back this theory. But like, why leave your suicide note in a tiny, tiny piece of paper and a tiny, tiny, secret pant? Secret pant pocket, pant.

Secret of pant pocket. They'll be hoping the pants man will find it. The police published this information hoping that it would lead to someone coming forward. And it worked. A man came forward. He wished to remain anonymous, but he told police that on the night of November 30,

which is the night that we saw our man dying on the beach, he had parked his car near Somerton Beach, leaving it unlocked, as many people did in the day. It was a different time. When he returned to the car, he noticed a book in the bottom footwell of his car. He thought this was strange, obviously, but didn't think much more of it, until he read the article of the Somerton man and realized that the book that he found in his footwell

was a copy of the Rubaiyat of Omar Kayam. After reading the article, the man checked the back page of the book that he found and found that the last two words had indeed been torn from the book. No. Microscopic tests indicated that the piece of paper was from the page torn from that book. It was a match. Oh, my God. That's fun.

That's so fun. So this book's handed into the police and what they saw baffles them even more. On the inside cover on the back of the book, detectives identified indentations from handwriting. So these included a telephone number, an identified number,

and a text that resembled an encrypted message. So in the back row were these fate indentations representing our five lines of text in capital letters and if you look at it just looks like gibberish. But the second line, has been crossed out and the fourth line is the second line but with a couple of changes so indicating that possibly

it was a code we fucked up the second line crossed it out and wrote it out again because it was just gibberish why would you cross it out and write similar except for one character different yeah it's possibly a little code for the someone to find at the back of the book

wow the possible code was given to the Navy and other intelligent services as well as well as published in the newspaper, but to this day, no one has been able to crack the code. Wow. Did you say till this day? No one has been able to crack the code.

Wow. And the copy of the book that was handed in, that exact copy, to this day, they have not been able to find an exact copy, like the same printing of the book. Get out. So it was a very individual book. That's insane. And I tell you that unlisted telephone nub was found at the back of the book. belonging to a nurse who for many years was referred to as J-E-S-N.

J-E-S-S-T-Y-N. I'll tell you why in a minute, but it's weird that. You just told me how to spell my own name. J-Y-N. Yeah. You've seen my birth certificate. J-S-D-N-Pirkins. Oh, my goodness.

I'm so sorry that I didn't realize. God, you mansplaining my own bloody name at me. That was gross, Dave. Jesus. Sorry, Justin. Justin's cool. I like Jessen. You get so many good nicknames on this show.

Bob, Jeston. They tracked the phone number down to Jeston. Her house is just 400 metres north of the location where the body was found on the beach. Oh my God. Of course, she was interviewed by police, they were very keen to talk to Jestin. She said that she did not know the dead man, but by many accounts she was standoffish and appeared that she may have been trying to hide something. She was weird when they talked to her.

Typical Jestin. She said she did not know why the dead man, if this indeed was his book, had her phone number and chose to visit her suburb on the night of his death. However, she also reported that at a similar time in late 1948, an identified man had attempted to visit her and asked a next-door neighbor about her.

So maybe someone was looking for her. Oh, what's Jeston up to? Justin was shown the plaster cast bust of the dead man. They did his bust as well Do you recognise this bust? This bust? Oh, he did have a big bust. That was so quick, Matt.

Very false man. You are. Look at me go. She said that she did not recognise the pecs in front of her. Interesting. I'd know your pecs. I could pick your pecks in a line-up, I reckon. When you know someone, as well as I know you guys, I mean, we're all good friends.

We all know each other's pecks. Oh, yeah. Obviously. We've all worked out. on the Peck Deck together. We're always at the Peck Deck We're the Peck Deck, gang. People say, come on, what about Leg Day?

And I say, fucking Peck Deck Day every day of the week, mate. Peck on. To Peck is to live. To quote the Rubai Out of Roma Cayenne. I like the late night episodes. Peck deck. Hashtag Peck Deck. Hashtag Smoozhan, hashtag Peck Day.

So she's shown the bust, which is his head and shoulders. Detective Sergeant Leanne Thompson. Some wacky names back then, were they? That's not right. Showing the bus with the head and shoulders by Detective Sergeant Lean, which looks a lot like you, yeah. He shows Justin, she said she could not identify the person depicted.

But according to Lean, he described her reaction upon seeing the cast as, quote, completely taken her back to the point of giving the appearance she was about to faint. In an interview many years later, Paul Lawson, who made the bust and was in charge of getting it out. He said that he was present when Justin had a look at it, noting that after looking at the bus, she immediately looked away and would not look at it again. She refused to look at the bust.

So this isn't even like obviously, if I saw a dead body, I'd probably find it a bit confronting. Totally. But this is just a bust, and she won't even look at it. And I'd be like, look at it, Justin, fucking look at it. Look! Just look! No wonder she was afraid.

And she was saying, I won't. I won't do it. Look at it. Look at his pecks. Look at those nipples. Touch him. Nah, that's weird. Touch his nips. So a bust, right?

Is that? So that's like a... A head and shoulder. So when you see like a... So they took the thing and then they filled it in with like a wax. It's like a wax bust? It's a plaster. Plaster bust.

So they make the plaster cast outline and then they fill that with plaster and then give you another like... It's the, they invert it back out, right? So it's like a, it's not, you're not seeing his face inside the plaster thing. No. Then they fill it with something. It's like a 3D model. Yeah, that's a bust. Yeah.

Plaster bust. Yeah. So they make it with plaster and then they fill that plaster with plaster. Is that what you're saying? Yep. Oh. Science, huh? I mean, that's like, year eight art class.

Yeah. Craft, huh? Just didn't think a man could say the word plaster more that many times in one sentence. And then finish it with science, huh? It's like, it's not really... Yeah, yeah, no, good on air. What a world we live in.

Yeah. It's amazing. I would have just thought it all become one big plaster piece. Make a wall out of him. Are you looking... He's looking at the plaster on the walls now. Dave, please do go on. Look at it.

Justin. Justin Blumenthal, as I like to call it. Yes. Asked if she knew anything about the book. of Rubayat of Omicayan. And she said that she once owned a copy. But she gave it away to an army lieutenant called Elf Boxel that she met whilst working as a nurse during the Second World War.

As a result of their conversation with Thompson, police suspected that Boxer was the dead man. That makes sense because he knows her, he's got a copy of the book, maybe he's got her phone number, must be that guy just trying to find it. However, in July, 1949, Boxer was found alive and well in Sydney

and the final page of his copy of the book, the Rubayat of Irma Kayam was intact with the words to Mom Should still in place. So it was a different copy of the book, but she did know it very well this book. Wow. And in the front of the copy of the Rubaiat that was given to Boxel, Jeston had signed herself as Jeston,

leading to her being called that by the police. Because she asked them, can you not give away my identity? It could be embarrassing for me to be associated with the murder victim. And they said yes, which actually hampered investigations and further down the track because they didn't know who she was. She was later named as Jessica Thompson,

many decades later, born in 1921, and she was a nurse during the Second World War. Justin. So now we have some theories as to possibly what happened to the Summerton Man. The most prevalent theory out there, the number one theory is that he was a spy and that he was murdered.

So this was the height of the Cold War at the time. Obviously, Soviets against USA, Australia at the time, 500 kilometres outside of Adelaide, the Woomera Long Range weapons establishment was being set up. So there would be a reason for a spy to be in Adelaide, wouldn't it, Jess? Mm-hmm. Adelaide seems like the place all the spies will go.

The range is the largest, land-based weapons facility in the entire Western world. Wow. Wow. So it makes sense that, no, that it could be someone there. Was he murdered by an untraceable poison? Did he ditch the book with a code written at the back of it because he thought he was being followed and then was murdered near the beach where he collapsed and died?

That's what people might say that it could have happened? Did he purposely himself remove all the tags from his own clothing? As a spy, he didn't want his cover to be blown. Imagine if a spy had his name tag. He would be amazing. Oh shit. This could backfire. What's your name, Dave Warnocky?

Well, it says here that your name's Thomas Keane. Oh, shit. Don't check my underpants. Don't check my underpants. Can we see your underpants, sir? Oh, God, no. Jesus Christ. I know, I can't say no.

Can we see your underpants, sir? I just want to get a little cider on them. It'll look weird if I say no, but it's a weird request, I'll be honest. So they think he was a Russian spy or a Soviet spy? Or he could be an American spy or an Australian spy murdered by Russian. Right. So wouldn't, and the Australians, was the ASEO set up then or whoever it was, was that? Asia was later set up after this year.

So if it was an Australian spy, then wouldn't the Australian government have claimed him? Or they couldn't, they just have to leave him out there? Couldn't they have just come up with a story? You know? Because they'd be controlling that. Controlling the story, but obviously they can't come out at the time and say, yeah, that's our spy guy.

But they could, couldn't they have maybe like, come up with a story and fed it to the cops or something? Well, they could have done that, but maybe they have. But that makes, what's the story is that, at this stage, a mystery. Bum, bum, bah. That's not, I mean, if you're going to, you want it to be an open.

shut case, right? If you're... So that makes me think it's not an Australian. My logic might be failing here. But if he was an Australian and he was murdered by someone else, the body could have been discovered

before his spy bosses found out what happened to him. Right, yeah, no, no, I get that. Shit, now we've got a guy... We know who he is, but he's been killed by something unexplainable. Yeah, that's why I was thinking and then they'd put in the fake story

about this guy, so that it would just get cleaned up quickly and... They could do that. I don't know. Obviously, smart. I don't understand. anything why I'm even fucking talking like I have an opinion on this but prevalent theory good night everybody

prevalent theory number two is that the Somerton man was going to see Jeston that night because Jester did a bit of cold get out of my head fucking hell we're doing that so much lately so remember he's 400 meters from her house he's got her phone number in that in a book that's 400 meters from her house and you got her phone number that's Burtigold does

And she's, you've got some poems ready to get her going. Rubeiata of Omicayam, let me just read you, a tale of love. Love. She might be like, oh, okay. Oh, Persian love? Persian love, translated into my ear. I know, but the Persian language is what gets me going at night. Can you speak a little?

Oh, I hear, but I do not speak. Interesting. That is actually a quote from the Rubiata of Roma Caillam. Really? Absolutely not. He was waiting for one of us to say, really. Thank you for taking the bait. So, prevalent theory number two is that he was going to see Jess that night.

So he's got her phone number, he's got the book that she knows and has given to a possible lover. People assume that her and Boxel were lovers. Really? In the Second World War. Justin also had a son, Robin, born in 1947. She was single at the time, and although claim that she had been, was married, she actually didn't get married until 1950. So, mystery father. Oh.

Her son Robin had two distinctive facial features, an oddly shaped ear, and two missing... It was a triangle. It's got Captain Spock style ears. That was an equal, three-sided triangle. Three-sided triangle. All equal sides. Equal-a-old. That's an equilateral.

That's an equilateral. An equilateral three-sided triangle. Yeah, yeah. Quite rare. I've never seen such a thing. Quite rare, especially in the ear. He's got a weird look in the ear, and he's got two missing incisors in his teeth that left his canine teeth parked right next to his two front teeth, which is straight. He's got missing teeth.

Canines are next to the front, your big choppers, you know what I'm saying? Imagine that. So he's got like these daggory ones, like one over. Yeah. Oh, weird. A little more vampirey. That's weird. No.

Will that be vampire? Well, yeah. Vampires are about that. Robin What I fucking care When Robin When Robin became an adult He became a dancer

In the Australian ballet Noted for being blessed with very strong calves Do we remember who had the dancers' legs? I don't remember no Who could have been? Yeah, that's it was Wow And the characteristics of the ears and the incisors

were also shared by the Summinton man. No. What? No. That feels like open and shut. Yeah, you didn't mention that earlier. Which is probably why. So that's who it is. It's Robin.

So the Sam, no. No, it's Robin's dad. It's Robin's dad. Robin is the Somerton man. A one-year-old boy at the time. Yes. The Summinton's man eotype, the weird eotype, the equilateral triangle, is it possessed by only 1% to 2% of the Caucasian population.

Professor Derek Abbott from the University of Adelaide who was actually one of the foremost experts on the case. And he is, he's an ear man. Some people are born pants man, some people are born ears man. Hey, you've got to follow your heart. He estimated the chance of it being a random coincidence that Robin having the same ears and teeth be somewhere between one in 10 million and one in 20 million.

Okay. So it's him. It's Robin's dad. All right. Oh, it's Robert's dad. They both have it. Again. Oh, you're still confused by that?

It's Robin's dad. I obviously wasn't listening for a little while. So Robin's dad, they know Robin's dad? Does he have a name? No, no. They just vaguely remember his teeth and ear. So Justin had a child in 1947. Oh, no.

Justin had a kid. In 1947, unknown dad. Right. And then this guy appears 400 meters from her house with a book with her phone number in it. and he happens to have the same teeth and the same ears and the same legs as her son with the unknown dad. Right. So people are like, maybe the guy was just trying to track down just in that night. But that feels like that's definitely it.

Yeah. You said that before you even actually understood what it was. You thought it was the one-year-old who was also a man. Well, I thought the one-year-old was a man. The dead man. Another perhaps bizarre coincidence occurred earlier, June 3, 1945. A guy called George Marshall, age 34, was found dead of poisoning in Mossman, Sydney. It was believed to be a suicide, right?

But a copy of the Omar Kayam was found open next to his body. Mossman is between St. Leonard's where Jestan, the nurse lived, and Clifton Gardens, where she later met Boxel, the man who she gave a copy of the Omar Kayam to. So is this woman killing people and giving them books? No, definitely not. Remember, Justin was a nurse, and perhaps she had knowledge of poisons, and the digitalis and the poisons. That kind of stuff.

And she looked funny at the man's bust. Yeah, she wouldn't look at him. She finds large man pectoral very intimidating. Don't we all? Especially when they go, do, do, do, do, do, do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do. I'm not sure to get this. Do you?

Oh. You mean the. actual pecs do that. Yeah, the peck dance. Gotcha. The peck dance. That's the song that the pecs dance to. It's their national anthem.

Yeah, great. And that's their national dance. Yep. So, was Justin the murderer? Yes. She was never, never even mentioned at the inquest into the death, and neither was the book. So maybe it was a conspiracy, Matt, to leave out that information. Maybe she was a spy as well.

Right. Some people put forth that they met. In spy school. She was pregnant She went back She moved to Adelaide He found out she lived there Took a train there

Maybe some people say that maybe he was He died of natural causes His spleen was three times larger than it should have been Maybe he went there to find her And just died on the beach that night That'd be unlucky I guess dying It's all unlucky

Surely by now If the government It was a cover-up Wouldn't they have released that info by now Or does that not happen? Yeah it's been 70 years Justin, Jessica, died in 2007, denying that she knew the Somerton man right up until her death. And her son Robin, with the big legs, died in 2009.

So they're no longer around to ask any more questions. A crazy postscript fact here is that Professor Derek Abbott, the guy from Adelaide University I mentioned before, who is... Thanks, man. Earman. ...an the expert on the case. During his studies of the case, he met a woman called Rachel's... Rachel Egan. They fell in love and got married and have three children. Rachel is the daughter of Robin, who is the son of Justin, meaning that Derek believes his wife's real grandfather was the Somerton man, the guy that he's dedicated his life to writing about.

Isn't that fucking crazy? Yes. And that's coincidental. Yeah. Well, he met her on his studies. They fell in love. And he's the big theory. He's the guy that came out and said the ears match, the teeth match.

So I think that Robin, who is my father-in-law, is actually the son of the Somerton Man. Have their kids got the teeth and the ears? I'm not sure. I haven't tested them yet. But when I track them down, one by one, open your mouth, boy. Is it a big test? Just have a bit of a look at them. Just have a quick look.

I'll just pretend to be a fake dentist. Yeah. So I'll do it. Or take a photo. Cheese. I mean, most people will show their teeth eventually. especially if they're feeling threatened It's on the matter of time

You back them into a corner That's dogs Get their tea out They start snarling at me But that is the The mystery of the Somerton man That is such an interesting And unsatisfying story

No I'm sorry, it's a mystery Because it's so good I know what it always comes Comes to the end And it feels unsatisfying Because I've got no answers for you I just love it when When Dave does these mystery ones

and he just does them in all sort of short, fragmented sentences, the man, he caught a train. He had one ticket in his left pocket. He knows all the details. I love those little, I love those things. I love Dave's reports in general, and I love Dave. I love him. I'm a big fan of mysteries, guys.

If you want me to do more mysteries, let me know some more mysteries. Yeah, I love them. D.B. Cooper, don't love pass. I've been hanging to find out about the Tarm and Shud case. No, sorry. How do you actually say it? To Mom Should. To Mom Should.

Fuck, I'm not even getting all the letters right. Have you heard the drone song? I'll post that this week. No, so what's that? It's not really about it necessarily, but it's called Tarmund should. And it mentions Andrew Bolt in it. Sure. And it goes. It's all good mystery songs should.

Yeah. Andrew Bolt, of course, being a very right-wing political commentator in Australia. It's a bang and rock and tune. I highly recommend it. Excellent. Thank you. See yourself a favour. Thanks so much. Oh, nice. Let's get it to the top of the child.

Dave, that was a great report. Did you enjoy that? Yes. Probably sped through it quicker than I thought I would. Fascinating. So here we are. Not that long and all. I was expecting to drone on and on as the drones do.

Hey, can you drop a little bit of the track into the end of this episode? Can you stop asking him to put in sound tracks to the show that we've never done? Can you make my voice sound like I'm in a cave? He's not a miracle worker. Dave is... You thought I was going to say something like, can you make my voice sound cool? And then that would have made sense.

But I said something weird. It's very easy. It's quite an easy. Very attainable. You locked it in. It's ready to go. I was ready to shut you down. But also, if you actually think about it,

these three mics, okay, so I'd pull back the curtain here, they will just all mix onto one track. But not yet. He could easily put on a cave effect. You're asking so much. But then you would have been a case. Until that.

People are just like looking at their phones and checking their headphones going, why does Matt sound like that? You wouldn't sound like I'm in a cave. Schmoisons. Yeah, that'd be cool. Can you do that? I'll do it. I'll commit to the joke.

That'd be so satisfying. Because everyone gets to the end of a mystery and it feels unsatisfied. But this time. The mystery of why Matt sounded fucked the whole episode has been solved. If anyone gets to the end, which I doubt many would. That's so good. Anyway, we need to thank some Patreon people. Yes, we do.

And thank you to everyone that has suggested that Tamund should Or Somerton Man case for as a topic. Yeah, what a fascinating story. I love that. And I love it, I love it how you present mysteries. I try to make it a bit mysterious. I love it too. I genuinely write into it. I like to make the mystery episodes mysterious.

I also like how that's like obviously an Australian mystery and it's still not that widely known No, I'd never heard of it I'd never heard of it I'd be Something you should study at school So cool

Yeah it's real fascinating But it's the thing that makes it It is a little bit of paper right Yeah like the fact I mean cutting off the tags and stuff It's very very interesting But the little bit of paper Yeah they find the paper

And it's like hang on And the fact that he's got the phone number He's got like a code of the code as well that maybe one of our listeners can crack up to 70 years. That does feel like a spy thing, right? It does feel spy. But then other people are like,

maybe it was just gibberish he's written at the back of the book. Yeah, it feels kind of sass. I don't know. It's weird. Maybe we'll never know. We won't. We will never know.

All right, let's thank some Patreon people that we've got here. Matt, would you like to kick us off this week. Oh, thanks, Dave. Yeah, I would. I'd love to thank Elijah Kshew. Do you want to have another go with that? I think it's a cool name.

I just want to double check that I... Yeah, I would, Dave. Thank you so much for putting that over to me. I'd love to thank Elijah Shelley, if I could. And I think I can, and I did. Yeah. Elijah Shelley. Geez, our listeners have the best names.

That's a good one. And they are from my favourite state. The state of happiness. And Ohio in America. Oh, we love Ohio. The state of happiness. Speaking of... Did you have more?

Well, no, I don't have any more, but I'd just really like to underline the point that Elijah, you're the best. You're the best. Don't tell everyone else, but you're my favorite. Matt, we can all hear you. I would also like to thank my favorite. From New York,

Cole Edwards. Now, the name Cole always makes me think of Mr. Holland's opus. Anybody seen that movie? Yeah. His son's name's Cole. With Richard Dreyfus. Yeah, and he's signing beautiful boy, the John Lennon song, but he changes it to beautiful Cole. Oh, gosh, so good.

Anyway. Cole always makes me think of bad children at Christmas time. Interesting. Okay, so we have different thoughts there. But thank you to Cole. Thank you very much. Oh, here we go, Jess. Thanking Cole.

Hey, how about a clean energy future? You piece of work. I'm thanking the person. I'm thinking the person. Oh, sorry. Sorry, I thought you're changing topics. Who's supporting our show? I thought for some reason, just coincidentally, you were changing topics.

Anyway, yeah. Anyway, thank you, Cole. Here are my thoughts. For keeping an Australia moving. Thanks, Cole, you're great. And go solar power. I'd like to jump across to the UK now. We could thank one of our leads listeners from Yorkshire.

I would like to thank Isaac. Smith. Ah, the Hawthorne creative defender. Is that actually the same name? Yeah, Isaac Smith. Who, just to throw us off the scent there, has made his address appear like he lives in Yorkshire, but really he lives in Hawthorne, I imagine.

He missed a critical goal after the Siren last year in a final. Isaac, what did you do? I'm sure you're much better than your football name's sake. Thanks so much for your support. Did you know that you share your name with one of the three members of Hansen, the oldest and most unhant-hansom. Well, no, they go better with age. Yeah, it's interesting.

Because I had a big thing for Zach. No. Yes, Zach, the little one. The drummer. Because he was like my age. Or like only a couple of years older. And now it's like, yeah, you're fine. But I reckon Isaac's probably the best looking on now.

The most fascinating... Hang in there, Isaac Smith. The most fascinating thing I found out today was that Isaac from Hanson's surname is Smith. Hmm. Mm-hmm. He's living a lie. Half-brother. Ah. Different dads.

Oh. With funny teeth and tracts. Oh my God. Robin? The tongue and shut. Don't sing the song. Just posted on social media. Speaking of social media. You can get in contact at any time with us on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram.

I do go on pod. How about email? Do Go OnPod at gmail.com. And of course, Patreon, if you would like to be mistaken for a member of Hansen. We will do that for you. Definitely done it before, I reckon. We've released bonus episodes once a month. So you can get that.

Do little reports. We do little Q&As, do a little quiz, that kind of stuff. Bonus fun, good times. If you support patreon.com slash do go on pod. Yeah. Go on do it. Please. Do go on to give us your cash.

Cash, gosh, cash, sweet cash. And Jess and Matt will get a sweet, sweet tat. Yeah. closing in on that goal. Thanks for everyone that has chipped in since we mentioned last week. JP, you were going to be back next week with a sweet report. I forgot about that. Yes, I am.

You doing a sweet one. Yeah, I'm doing a sweet one. Can you make yours a wholesome subject? Okay. That's a, all right. Been a few dead bodies. Not really on brand for me, but... Yeah, you love the murdery types.

I love them. A lot of murder types. Actually, don't tell them it's going to be wholesome because they want blood. We know you listeners. Yeah, they just won't listen next week if we're like, oh, we're going to talk about ponies. And how great they are. We've already done that. Yeah, that was my little pony.

Friendship is magic. There we go. Yes, it is. Yeah, sorry. But it's less interesting than murder. Oh, okay, interesting. That's my motto. Friendship is magic, but less interesting than murder.

Very interesting points. Okay. Yeah, I'll take that. Take it on board. Yep. That's on board. We got it, locked and loaded. Beautiful.

Let's get out of here. It's late. It is late, and hopefully it's not late where you are listening, but you can go to bed now, if you like. Go to bed. Go to bed. Wherever you are, please go to bed right now, unless you're driving a train. Any other vehicle is fine.

Go to bed right now. Actually, train's probably the best because it's on tracks. Yeah, true. Okay. Nah, probably, I mean, if it's safe to do so, go to bed. Or if you want to. If it's night time or nap time. Fuck, I don't know.

We've got to go. Thanks so much for listening, guys. We will see you next week. And until then, I will say goodbye. Bye. Bye. Can you make my voice sound like I'm in a cave? He's not a miracle worker.

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