Dr. Hyman Engelberg

Dr. Hyman  Engelberg

Dr. Engelberg gave an interview with a 48 hours investigator in 1982. I found various discrepancies while reading the statements. Do you see any?

Investigator: There was apparently quite a volume of pills discovered at her death, at her bedside….

Engleberg: Yes.

Investigator: Do you recall looking at a list of those pills? And were they all prescribed by you?

Engleberg: No. Only one had to be prescribed by me. I had prescribed Nembutal to help her sleep. But as I recall, to the best of my ability, I was surprised to see a large number of other sleeping pills at the side of her bed, which looked like Seconal, which she had apparently purchased on a recent trip to Mexico. It's my understanding that in Mexico in those days, you could walk into any pharmacy and buy, you know, any tranquilizers or sleeping pills you wanted. There were certainly lots of other sleeping pills I had not prescribed…. (The first time I ever heard him say this about other pills from Mexico) 

Investigator: Chloral Hydrate specifically?

Dr. Engleberg: I knew nothing about any Chloral Hydrate. I never used Chloral Hydrate….

Investigator: So you wrote her a prescription for Nembutal only?

Dr. Engleberg: That was it. That was the only prescription I wrote for sedatives.

Investigator: Did you go to her house?

Dr. Engleberg: Oh, sure.

Investigator: Do you recall the time?

Engleberg: What?

Investigator: Do you recall the time?

Engleberg: I don't think, you know, of looking at the exact time….But I recall that it must have been in the general area of 3:00am…maybe 2:30. Somewhere in that area….

Investigator: The reason I'm asking is, as you probably know is the discrepancies in the time that you were called. One person saying it was around midnight, and other one was saying it was around 3am…

Engleberg: Dr. Greenson was called first. And he got there first. I think I was called around 2:30 to 3 o'clock….

Investigator: It wouldn't have been around midnight?

Engleberg: Oh, no. No, no, no. Absolutely not.

Investigator: Okay. Did you then go into Marilyn's bedroom?

Engleberg: Yes.

Investigator: What did you see there?

Engleberg: She was sprawled over the bed, and she was dead.

Investigator: When you say sprawled, what position was she actually in?

Engleberg: I don't recall exactly what position she was in. I knew that I had to be since I was an internist. I took out my stethoscope and listened to make sure her heart wasn't beating. Checked her pupils because that's one of the sensitive ways to tell if a person is dead or not. I said she was dead. Which, of course, Dr. Greeson knew anyway, but I had to go through the motions…. (He would have to turn her body over to check her pupils, so did he turn her on her back and then back on her stomach? If so why would he do that?) 

Investigator: Was there a reason there was a delay of half-hour, or do you consider it was a delay?

Engleberg: We were stunned. We were talking over what happened, what she had said. Ordinarily, when you pronounce somebody dead, you don't call the police; you call the mortician. I was the one who, I guess, eventually said, gee, I think in this case, we'd better call the police. (And why would this case be different if she really was dead)

Dr. Phil

Dr. Phil hired a friend who was also a private investigator who needed two investigators to place a 14-year-old female on surveillance from Friday night until Monday morning. 

This 14-year-old child was allegedly prostituting herself to the men in the apartment complex and using the money to buy drugs and electronic gadgets. 

My friend was hired by the staff with Dr. Phil, and our job was to monitor the 14-year-old and make sure she didn’t leave before the Dr. Phil teen intervention team arrived.

It was very emotional for me to watch this young girl. I worked the night shifts and was just below her bedroom window and watched her all weekend. I could hear and see her fighting with her mother and grandmother. She left her curtains open all of the time, even when she changed her clothes.

Several men were standing in the area of her window and just watching her. It was tough for me not to go off on these assholes. 

But, I was on a case and undercover, so there was nothing I could do. The mother, grandmother, and teen left on the second night, and I followed them to a restaurant and sat behind them. The mother and grandmother never spoke to the young girl and vice versa.

Dr. Phil's intervention team arrived at 6:00 am on Monday morning with a film crew. They interviewed the investigators, including myself, who were involved with the surveillance, and then we went into the apartment, and the film crew woke her up. The mother and grandmother already knew and approved the intervention, so the girl was only surprised.

The young lady immediately knew it was the Dr. Phil show and begged everyone to leave. It broke my heart as I stood there listening to this young girl beg for everyone to leave as the intervention team went through her bedroom with a camera in her face. 

The young lady began to talk after an hour of fighting and screaming at everyone. She admitted to prostituting herself out to the men in the apartment and bought drugs, cell phones, and an iPod. She told us about the men she had sex with who lived in the apartments and even gave the apartment numbers.

The young lady said she was doing the same thing her mother did by bringing different men into the apartment to have sex and drink beer all night. The mother was standing next to me, and she responded by saying, “I don’t drink beer, I drank wine, and I’m an adult.” I just looked at her and told her that she was pathetic. The girl and the family went to Dr. Phil’s house, but no one ever did anything about the pedophiles. 

So, I went to the authorities and provided them with the video that I had taken during the intervention, and all the men were arrested. A few months later, I watched the show and saw that the family appeared to be getting help and doing well. They moved to another city and started a new life.

Los Angeles Police Department Corruption

Chief William Parker

August 5, 1962, it was around midnight near the intersection of Robertson and Olympic Blvd., when  Beverly Hills Detective Lynn Franklin pulls over an intoxicated Peter Lawford in his Lincoln Continental sedan with the headlights off going 70– 80 MPH with Dr. Ralph Greenson in the front seat and Bobby Kennedy in the backseat. Not eager to give Lawford a ticket with Bobby in the backseat, Detective Franklin gives them proper directions to go to the Beverly Hilton Hotel since Peter, drunk and hysterical, was driving in the opposite direction heading toward downtown Los Angeles. At the time of the stop, Franklin said he did not correlate Bobby Kennedy with Marilyn Monroe as news of her death was still hours away.

The first LAPD officer to arrive, Sgt. Jack Clemmons strongly felt Marilyn was murdered and that the body was arranged and not in the position that you would expect a victim of poisoning to be. Of course, he was told to leave the scene by Sgt. Marvin Iannone.

Peter Lawford and Sgt. Marvin Iannone enters the guest cottage. The five eyewitnesses to Marilyn Monroe’s murder by Ralph Greenson were Schaefer Ambulance attendant James Hall, Schaefer Ambulance driver Murray Liebowitz, Peter Lawford, Pat Newcomb, and Sgt. Marvin D. Iannone. Within minutes, Marilyn dies.

When Sgt. Clemmons continued to argue that Marilyn did not commit suicide; he was fired by Chief William Parker for not remaining quiet and not agreeing with him that Marilyn committed suicide. 

When Marilyn’s body was found, there was no glass of water in the room, meaning that she would not have had any liquid to swallow that many pills. Once someone pointed this out after the search was completed, a glass was found near the bed.

The pathologist, Dr. Thomas Noguchi, could find no trace of capsules, powder, or the typical discoloration caused by Nembutal in Monroe’s stomach or intestines.  For many years this fact was seized upon by conspiracy theorists as vital evidence that the drugs that killed her had not been swallowed but injected.  There was a strange bruise on her left hip, a common location for an injection, or possibly a sign of a violent struggle.

The LAPD needs to be accountable for destroying all of the evidence that was needed to prove murder. 

Come on, let's think logically here. Medical samples, photographs, slides of those organs that were examined, and the examination form showing bruises on the body all disappeared shortly after the autopsy, making it impossible to investigate the cause of death. And, how is it that everybody's specimen, including the liver, kidney, and stomach and its contents, which would have proven definitely she did not kill herself, disappear overnight?

Two witnesses are still alive in regards to that night, Marvin Iannone and Pat Newcomb. Both Iannone and Newcomb should be questioned under oath and charged with Aiding and Abetting in the murder of Marilyn Monroe if they took any part in the murder, including protecting the people involved. However, I think they will go to their graves with this, and then God will be their judge. I personally would rather be judged here on earth. 

Some words were excerpts from The Murder of Marilyn Monroe: Case Closed / by Jay Margolis.

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I am a private investigator and owner of Ariel Investigations, Inc. in California and New Mexico. I am the prime investigator in the IFC documentary titled “This Film Is Not Yet Rated,” directed by the Oscar-nominated director, Kirby Dick, and I conducted the investigations in the documentary, “Outrage” and “The Invisible War,” again with Kirby Dick.

I have spent 20 years working on cases in the entertainment industry with kidnapping, murder, theft, embezzlement, child prostitution, child abuse. insurance fraud, stalking, harassment, rape, a missing teenager, and a terrorist cell that would attack the Directors Guild of America. Some of the names will be changed to protect my clients or victims. I hope you will enjoy these stories and learn something valuable from them.

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