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For the next 30 minutes in cooperation with the Los Angeles Police Department, you will travel step by step on the side of the law through an actual case transcribed from official police files. From beginning to end, from crime to punishment, Dragnet is the story of your police force in action. It was Tuesday, April 6th. It was warm in Los Angeles. We were working the day watch out on narcotics detail. My partner's Frank Smith. The boss is Captain Kearney. My name's Friday. I'd just gotten off work and I'd gotten a call from a friend who wanted to see me. It was 5:46pm when I got to my apartment house. Apartment 12. Hi, Joe. Hello, Ed. Just getting ready to go in. Come on In. I caught you. Go ahead. Thanks. Sit down. You got a date or something? No, no, it's all right. I just thought I'd get something to eat and then maybe take in the show. What'd you want to see me about? It's about Gary, Joe. Your boy? Yeah. I don't know quite how to say it. Yeah, well, you sounded pretty upset on the phone, Ed. I was, Joe. I still am. I don't know what I'm gonna do. Well, come on. What's it all about? It was all I could do to keep my hands off him. I never felt like that with anybody before. But I did with Gary. I wanted to strangle him. All right, now. What's he done, Ed? He's a dope addict, Joe. Well, that's a pretty serious thing to say, Ed. Are you sure about that? I am now. First I couldn't believe it, but tonight Ellen and I went through his room. We found this. Here? Uh huh. Open it. See? Looks like a layout. I couldn't find any drugs in it. I know that he's using them, though. Spoon, eyedropper, needle. Everything's here. Where'd you find this, Ed? In his room. Had it hidden up on the shelf in his closet. I found it tonight. I didn't know what to do, Joe. Helen's been crying all day. She's almost out of her mind. You were the only one I could think of coming to. Who do you talk to when you find out your son's an addict? Well, Nyan, are you sure this is his in the first place? That he's been using it? I'm sure. I never would have believed it. Not Gary. There's no reason for it. We've given the kid everything he wanted. There's nothing he didn't have. Good home. Helen and I have always tried to understand his problems. Always looked at them like they were important. Everything we gave him. Everything. Now this. I don't know what to do, Joe. I got no place to turn. There's nothing I can do. Maybe you can figure a way, maybe you can't. I don't much care anymore. I just know that I can't see him again. Not for a while. I'm afraid, Joe. I'm real afraid. All right, now, let's take it easy, Ed. We'll work this out some way. You don't know what it's like, Joe. You can't. To feel like this and to know you'll do it. What? I see him again, Joe, I'm gonna kill him. I'd known Ed Field for the past seven years. I'd met him when we were conducting an investigation while I was assigned to Bunco Division. His testimony had been instrumental in breaking up a gang of shoplifters. Since then we'd become very good friends. He lived just down the street from my apartment and on occasion we got together for an evening. I knew his wife and I'd met his 18 year old son, Gary. The boy was a senior in high school and as Ed had told me many times, his grades were well above average. The Field family was moderately well to do. Their home wasn't luxurious, but it was good sized. To look at the boy, there was nothing that would cause anybody to think that he might be a user. 6:12pm Field and I arrived at his home. Helenfield was waiting for. She was a nice looking woman in her early 40s. She let us in the house and showed us to the living room. It was obvious that she'd been crying. I don't know how to thank you for coming over, Joe. I guess Ed told you what it's all about. Yes, Helen. Did Gary home yet? No. I haven't heard a word from him since he left. I didn't tell Joe what happened this afternoon. Thought it'd be better if he got it from you. Oh, all right. You want to sit down, Joe? Sure. I'll tell you. Thank you. Well, Gary came home this afternoon about 2:30. Walked into the house and went right to his room. He didn't say a thing to me. First I thought that maybe he might be sick. I went to the room and he'd locked the door. I knocked, asked him if he was all right. Yeah, he called through the door that he was okay and for me to leave him alone. I asked him if there was anything I could do. You know, if he was sick, he might need something. I understand. What did he say? Told me to get away, to leave him alone and get off his back. Those were his exact words. Leave him alone and get off his back. About 20 minutes later he unlocked the door and came out. He seemed to feel fine. He came over and kissed me and said he was sorry about what he'd said. Said that he hadn't been feeling well and that he'd said those things without meaning them. I told him that he ought to wait until I could take his temperature. He said there was nothing wrong for me to get out of his way. That he had some business to take care of and be home for dinner. I tried to stop him from leaving and he pushed me aside. He knocked Me down, get my hands on him. I'll teach him. He stood there for a minute and I thought he was going to cry. But he just turned around and walked out. Well, you. Any idea where he might have gone? What this business was that he was gonna take care of? No, no, not the slightest idea. You can see what we're up against, Joe. I'm afraid to even see the boy. Yeah. When did you first figure that he might be using narcotics? When I came home, Helen told me what had happened. I thought about what would make the kid do a thing like this. The more I thought about it, the more there had to be only one reason. That's when Helen and I went through his room, found that kit. Has the boy been ill at all lately? Under a doctor's care? Something that you might not know about? No. No. I'm sure that if he was, we'd know about it. I want to see you, Gary. Yeah, I'll be right with you. I want to see you right now. You'll have to wait. Maybe there's something wrong with your ears. Son, I'm not gonna take that from you. Please, Ed, don't do something you're gonna regret. Now, listen, Helen, that boy's 18 years old. For all that time, we've done everything we could for him. We've given him a lot more than most boys his age have. I'm not gonna stand by and see it all blow up just because he's a kid. That's no excuse. I want an answer for all this. What he's been doing, what happened this afternoon. I want those answers and I want him now. Remember, he's only a boy. And I'm getting sick of that, too. Where is it? Now, listen, boy, I know what's been going on. I want to talk to you about it. I don't want you to lecture me. All I want to know is where's the kit? Take it easy, son. What are you doing here? I asked him to come over. Then turn me in, huh? Your dad asked me to come over, see if I could help here. I don't need nothing from you, cop. I want the layout. Where is it? You aren't gonna use that anymore. I want the layout. I gotta have it. Where is it? Please, Gary, don't get your father any more mad than he is. I don't care how sore he is or how sore he gets. I want the layout. I want it now. I can't think of any more simple way to say it. If I have to take it away from you. Then I'll do it your way. You lousy bum. I'll teach you to talk to. All right, take it easy. This isn't gonna get you anywhere. Now, come on, settle down, both of you. Get out of here. Get him out of here, Joe. I swear I'll break him in two. Please. And, Joe, do something. Let him go. Let him go. By the time he found out I'm old enough to call things my way. Go on, let him go. I'm not afraid of him. I'm not afraid of you either, cop. I'm not worried about anybody. All I want is that kit. Now, I gotta have it. I got it. Now, give it to me and we can talk. Then I gotta have it fixed. I got it. Joe, do something, please. All right, come on, sit down. Sit down, boy. This has gone far enough here. Let's get a few things straight. You're not gonna have any more of that. We'll see that a doctor looks at you. He'll do what he can, but you've had it. No more narcotics for you, and I'll face it. You want me to tell you where you stand. You're a user, any way you slice it. This had to happen. I don't want anything from you. Why don't you just leave me alone? I can't do that. Let me see your arm. Come on, roll up your sleeve. Do what he says, Gary. Yeah, both arms, huh? I'd take a joy pop once in a while. Now, don't con me, Gary. You got it bad and it's gonna get worse. You didn't get that arm from chippying with the stuff. The kit we found. You don't need a layout that big to joy pop. You've been mainlining it for quite a while. I know it and so do you. You holding now? Come on, boy, answer me. You holding now? Yeah. Well, let's have it. I'm not gonna give it to you. You got no choice, son. Either give it to me or I'll take it. All right, here it is. How big a habit you got? Not big. How big? Couple of bucks. Now, come on, boy. Let's have a straight answer. 25 a day. $25 a day. That's a lot of narcotics, isn't it? That's what it takes. Where's it come from? Come on. Who's your connection? You maybe got me, but I'm not gonna be a fink. You gotta let me go at that. I can't do that. Now, where'd you get this stuff? How about that Doctor, you gonna do something about that? We'll talk to him. Talking to him ain't gonna do any good. I gotta have a fix. I'm gonna fall apart. Come on, now, be a pal. Let me have it fixed. I'll tell you all about it then. You got the kit. You got this stuff. Come on, bitch. Spoiler. No. Go. You can't do it. Come on, let's go downtown. You're gonna take him to jail, Joe. I'll take him down to Georgia Street Receiving Hospital. The doctor can look at him there. We're gonna have to hold him for a while in this field. Why'd you do it, Gary? Why can't you tell me? Is it something your father and I have done? There's gotta be a reason. What is it? Oh, please, Gary, tell me. Come on, let's get out of here. Can we see him after he gets there? Joe? Yeah. I'll call you. Ed. Don't you want to say goodbye to your mother, son? Why? I wouldn't prove anything. Yeah, I guess that's the way you'd look at it. I broke the law. Now they're gonna make a convict out of me. I didn't call him, you did. How are you gonna explain that to her? You turn your own son in. How you gonna tell her about it? I hope you're real happy now. I'm not proud of it. Son, there's one thing I'd like to ask. Yeah? What have you done to her? 8:30pm I called Frank Smith and filled him in on what had happened. He said that he'd meet me at Georgia Street Receiving Hospital. I took young Gary Field down with me and had a doctor check him over. After that, the boy was taken to the Narcotics Division and Frank and I talked to him. I don't know how to tell you any better. Isn't any other way to say it. I'm not gonna give you any names. That's not gonna help you any, son. So it won't help me. Won't get any of my friends in trouble. You've got great friends, haven't you? Now, where'd you get the money to take care of your habit? I earned it where I worked. Where'd you work? Look, it's getting late. That stuff the doctor gave me didn't do any good. I still need a fix. Now I'm getting sick. Do what you gotta do. Let's get this over with. Now, look, this is gonna be the same in the morning, son. We're gonna keep asking questions till you come up with the right answers. Look, cop, I don't want any favorites from me. Now leave me alone. We're only trying to help you, boy. Oh, get off my side. Now, I need nothing from you. You saw your duty and you did it. That makes you a big man, huh? I know you'll both make lieutenant. Now beat it. All right, that's enough of that. Now there's a couple of things we'd like to set you straight on. Maybe help you to figure where you stand in this. Oh, here it comes. What do they do? Give you a license to preach when they hand you the badge? That's enough of that, youngster. Come on. Get off my back, cop. If my old man hadn't turned, Fig, you'd never have got me. Where you going? I'm getting out of here. Now, sit down. Sit down. All right, young fella. You want to be a big man? That's the way it's going to be. I'm going to tell you that you get no special treatment here. Because I know your parents. You'll be treated just like any other user. You're getting a little of the edge because you're a youngster. There's not a pound of honesty or integrity in your distorted mind. The simple way would be to drop you in a cell and let you sweat out the cure. Let you fall apart, if you had to. Let me tell you this. We're going to get the connection that's been supplying you. Then we're going to get the man behind him. I don't much care about them, but I do care about the kids around you. You got a big habit. Takes a lot of money to keep up a habit like that. I've seen kids like you before. And there's only so many ways to get that money. You steal it, or you start pushing narcotics yourself. I don't think you're stealing, so you gotta be pushing it. That means that you probably got other kids hooked on it. Other youngsters that got trouble because of you. Mules that are dragging your wagon for you. Your folks will maybe forgive you for what you've done to them. But they'll never be able to buy what you did to the other kids. You had a chance to help yourself and help the rest of them. You had a chance to do something good for somebody else, and you wouldn't take it. Well, you're playing it smart, big boy. Keep playing it that way when you end up in a jail cell, will you? You through, cop? Yeah, I'm through. Fine. Let me get some Sleep, huh? Let's go, Frank. You are listening to Dragnet. The authentic story of your police force in action. Friends, you'll remember some months ago, we read you our first report. The six months report on the effects of smoking. Then, more recently, we read you the eight months report. Now here is the latest one. The full 10 months report confirms again the group examined showed no adverse effects on the nose, throat and sinuses from smoking Chesterfields. This from a medical specialist who is making regular bi monthly examinations of a group of people from various walks of life. 45% of them have smoked Chesterfield for an average of over 10 years. After 10 full months, the specialist reports he observed no adverse effects on the nose, throat and sinuses of the group from smoking Chesterfield. That's the report. Buy much milder Chesterfield, Regular or King size. The cigarette that's best for you. Gary Field was taken to the main jail and booked. Frank and I went back to the office to fill out the arrest reports. The next day, Wednesday, April 7, we began to talk to Gary's friends and teachers. From all of them we got the same story. Until six months before, the boy had been a model student. He was always at the top scholastically, in each of his classes. He was a member of several honorary student organizations. And had twice been nominated for president of his class. Then, apparently without reason, the boy's personality had changed. He stopped taking an interest in his schoolwork. Several of his teachers told us that he wouldn't have gotten passing grades. At the end of the semester, he dropped out of the service organizations at school. From some of his teachers, we got the names of his close friends. Talks with them netted us little. They told us that Gary had dropped out of the crowd of youngsters that he'd been running with. And had taken up with new friends. They told us that they didn't see much of him after school. That he'd gotten into fights with other students on several occasions. And that after a period of time that they'd stopped asking him to their functions. None of them were able to give us the names of his new friends. We checked with the neighborhood merchants. Most of them knew Gary. They said that he'd worked for them after school. But they hadn't seen him for several months. We asked them if they could help us locate his friends. They told us that they had seen him in the company of one particular man on several occasions. But they couldn't identify him for us. We got a description of the man, but it meant nothing to us or to the other members of the narcotics Division photographs of known narcotic suspects were shown to the parents of Grand Gary Field and to the storekeepers around the school. They couldn't identify any of them. Two days passed. Friday, April 8th. We got a call from the Field boy. Frank and I went over to see him. What'd you want to see us about, Gary? I wanted to tell you I've had it. What's that mean? That I want to tell you about it. What's the matter, you been sick? A little. That's not why I called you, though. They treated me all right here. But I got to thinking. All right, go ahead. Used to reading the papers where the kids would turn themselves in or get caught. Cop out all about how they realized what they'd done. Always seemed like a lot of phony sob sister stuff. I know different now. I know what I've done. I know I gotta stand for it. I'm not asking any favors. Cause I know that I've done nothing to call for. I'm not trying to be a hero or a martyr. I just want to help get this thing cleaned up. One thing I'd like to know, Gary. What's that? Who made you get started on this stuff? You seem like a kid that has everything you want. You don't look like a kid who'd fall for it. Who knows? I give you a thousand reasons they still wouldn't add. I guess I just wanted to be top man all the way around. How'd you get on it? Started lushing it up. Then the tea, then the heroin. That's the way it runs, isn't it? Most of the time I didn't figure I'd ever be hooked. Thought couldn't happen to me. How wrong you can be. How long you had the big habit? About six months. Chippied with it about the same time before. Then where'd you get the money? Guess we had to get to that. That's right. Where'd you get it? I got some kids pushing this stuff for me. Worked for a while, wasn't enough. By that time, the kids were hooked themselves. I was the only connection they had. They had to do business with me or do without it. Yeah. I told them that if they couldn't pay me in cash, I'd take merchandise. They'd bring it, I'd sell it. That way we both came out all right. They got their H, I got mine. You mean you got them to steal that in? Yeah, I guess so. I never asked where they got the stuff. I just took it and sold it. That and the Stuff they sold for me. I may not. These kids push an H for you? No, they're shoving tea. I sell it to them for four bits a stick. They get up to a buck and a half for it. You know where they peddle it? No, I never asked. All I was interested in was if I got mine. All right. Give us their names, will you? Guess that's the only way. That's the only way. Okay, I'll give him to you. How about your connection? Who's he? Guy named Jack. Jack who? I don't know. Honest, I really don't. Where'd you meet him? Drive in downtown. Where? Drive in at the corner of Reno and Vernon. How do you set up the meet? I just go in there between 10 and midnight, park the car and order coffee. Comes over to the car. You mean that he's always there at that time, huh? Usually. Is he your only source? Yeah. Anyone else pushing it around there? No, as far as I know, I think he's the only one in the operation. All right. You'd be willing to arrange a meet with him so we can pick him up? Yeah, I'll do it. All right, fine. Sure want to see the folks. I got so much to make up for. That's right, you have. Don't think I'll live long enough to do it all. 9:32am we got a description of the suspect known as Jack and also the names and addresses of the the teenagers involved. Frank and I contacted the juvenile authorities and gave them the information. We went back to our office and had Gary Field check our files of known narcotics suspects. He was unable to give us an identification on Jack. 11:56am we took the boy to his home and talked with his parents. 12:30pm Frank, Gary Field and I drove to the corner of Vernon and Reno to check over the Drive in restaurant. It was set up in the usual way with a parking area around the main building for car service. In the rear of the lot was a building housing a cocktail bar. And there were parking spaces in front of that for the bar customers. As we drove past the place, Gary told us that he usually parked around the side of the main building and that this Jack came from the direction of the bar. He was unable to tell us whether the suspect drove a car or not. The plan was for Gary to introduce me as a narcotics buyer who was trying to get a local connection. It was agreed that because of the size of the buy I was to make, it would be necessary for me to deal with with the head of the organization. 11:05pm Gary and I got into my car and we drove to the drive in. Frank followed us in a police unit. We arrived at the meet at 11:14pm Frank stayed in the background and we waited. The suspect failed to make an appearance. The next night, the plan was repeated again. Nothing. Sunday, April 10, 10:05pm we arrived at the drive in. We waited. 11:05pm 11:15, 11:30. No sign of the suspect. Midnight, 12:04pm Looks like he isn't gonna be here. I thought you said he usually showed up, didn't you? I don't know what happened. He was always here before. You sure you got the right driving? Look, Mr. Friday, I know what you're thinking, but I'm telling the truth. Yeah. You know all this is kind of tough to buy, don't you? Three nights and he isn't here. I don't understand. He was always here before. Wait a minute. Yeah, hold it. Yeah, that's him coming up over from the bar. All right. Which one? There's a couple of people coming out there. Big one. See in the gray suit hat? Yeah. You sure that's this, Jack? Positive, Mr. Friday. All right, now you look. You know what you're gonna do. Don't let on that anything's wrong here. Remember that. Nothing's gonna happen to you. I'll remember. All right, now, hold on. He's coming over. Hi, kid. Hi, Jack. Been looking for you. Where you been? All right. Who's a friend. Oh, yeah. I want to talk to you about him. Wants to do business with you. What are you talking about? What business? Look, Jack, he's all right. I know it. Think I'd have brought him here if I didn't know it? No, he's all right. He's a friend of yours. You know the bit. Any friend of yours. I don't know what to talk about. Business is. I don't know what you're doing here, but I'm here for a cup of coffee. Better let me talk to him alone. What are you trying to prove, bringing a guy here? Who is he? Friend of mine. Told you once, I told you a thousand times, don't ever bring nobody with you. Haven't I told you? Huh? Oh, yeah, but he's okay. He wants to make a buy. A big one. Crazy kid. You told him about it? Look, he's okay. I know it. Look, Jack, we both stand and do all right from this. I kind of figured if he bought from you, you might give me a little piece of it. You know, sort of say thanks for the business. How long you known this guy? Long time. How long? A couple of years. How come I never seen him before? He doesn't hang around this part of town. What's he doing here now? Like I said, trying to make a buy. Where'd you meet him? Before I met you, I used to buy stuff from him. He moved out of town, went up north, does business up there. Last couple of days I couldn't get in touch with you. I ran into him. He fixed me up and he told me he wanted to buy right away. I thought of you. All right, I'll talk to him. I ain't making no deal. You just talk to him. You'll find out everything's okay. All right, you let me do the talking. Joe, this is Jack, the fella I was telling you about. Hi. Hi. Kidder tells me you're down on business all right. Yeah, I'm looking around. Nice place. L. A lot of business to do here but line you whatever pays me. Where you from? Up north. How long you known Gary here? Now you listen to me. I haven't got all night to stand around here and guzzle his stale coffee with you. The kid told you what I want. Now it boils down to one simple question. You want to do business or don't you? Going kind of fast, aren't you? I haven't got a lot of time. I don't like to deal that way. All right, kid, let's get out of here. Should have known better to figure on dealing with a small time operator. I told you that before. What do you mean by that? You read it any way you want. Let's go, son. See you around, mister. Hey, hold on. No need to get sore about it. Just have to be careful. You know how it is. Now you listen. I was shoving horse when you were playing with marbles. I've outgrown the kid games. I thought I could make a buy. I see I was wrong. Maybe not. What I said. Maybe we could do business. I gotta have it tonight. How much you need? I need an ounce. It's gotta be good. Mm. I haven't got that much with me. How much have you got? I only got 12 bundles with me. How much? You gotta understand. This is good stuff. How much? Now, look, this is better than you can find any place else. All right, let's quit playing, huh? What's the tab on it? 10 bucks a bundle. All right, I'll take the 12. How soon can you have the rest of it? When do you want it? I told you I was in A hurry, don't you hear? Good. Yeah, maybe tomorrow night. All right. That'll have to do. If it's good quality, I may want some more. How much can you supply? How much do you need? Oh, I'll go maybe another ounce. You got the cash for this? I don't do business any other way. Wait here. I'll be back. It's all right, isn't it, Mr. Frank? Yeah, Gary, everything's fine. You see where he's going? No, it's too dark. Don't you worry about it. Frank will see where he goes. I'll be glad when this is over. Right. Hold it. Okay, mister, let's see the money. I got it right here. Let's see the horse you got. Looks all right here. You don't mind if I count this? No, go right ahead. It's all there. 120 bucks. Isn't that what you said? Just to make sure. Yeah. 50, 70, 90, 110. 120. Yeah, right. It's all here. Well, I'll see you tomorrow night, huh? Yeah, sure. I'll tell you, it's nice to do business with you. Been a real pleasure. Real pleasure. Well, that works both ways, mister. Well, I hope to see a lot more of you. You will. You're under arrest. The story you have just heard was true. The names were changed to protect the innocent. On July 29, trial was held in Department 89, Superior Court of the State of California in and for the county of Los Angeles. In a moment, the results of that trial. Now, here is our star, Jack Webb. Thank you, George Feniman. In 1952, American smokers bought more Chesterfields than ever before in the history of the industry. Today, sales continue to mount for two big reasons. Chesterfield is the first and only cigarette to give you premium quality in both regular and king size. Only Chesterfield gives you this scientific evidence on the effects of smoking. As we told you earlier, after 10 months, the group examined showed no adverse effects on the nose, throat and sinuses from smoking. Chesterfields. Change to Chesterfield yourself. Regular or king size? Chesterfield is much milder. Chesterfield is best for you, Gary. Richard Field, because of his cooperation, was placed in a hospital for rehabilitation and at the conclusion of his treatment was placed on three years probation. The other juveniles involved were handled through the juvenile court and received sentences comparable with his. Jack Alexander Williams was tried and found guilty of violation of the state Narcotic Act, a felony, and was sentenced to the state penitentiary for the term as prescribed by law. 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This from a medical specialist who is making regular bimonthly examinations of a group of people from various walks of life. 45% of them have smoked Chesterfield for an average of over 10 years. After 10 full months, the specialist reports he observed no adverse effects on the nose, throat and sinuses of the group from smoking Chesterfield. That's the report. Buy much milder Chesterfield, Regular or king size, the cigarette that's best for you. Drag Dragnet. The documented drama of an actual crime. For the next 30 minutes, in cooperation with the Los Angeles Police Department, you will travel step by step on the side of the law through an actual case. Transcribed from official police files. From beginning to end, from crime to punishment, Dragnet is the story of your police force in action. It was Tuesday, August 5th. It was warm in Los Angeles. We were working the day watch out of auto theft detail. My partner's Frank Smith. The boss is Captain Nelson. My name's Friday. I was on my way back from the telephone booth and it was 10:23pm when I got to the parking lot, our car. You called in? Yeah, they haven't hit tonight so far. What's the time now? A little after 10:30. Parking lot's about empty. Yeah, the attendant left a few minutes ago. Frank. Yeah, I see him over there. Going for that Cadillac. Yeah. You got a good look at him? No, it's too dark. He's forcing the door. Come on. All right, all right, hold it up there. He's in the car, Joe. All right, hold it up. He is the one who stops. He's heading for that intersection. He'll never get through. Come on. It looks pretty bad, Joe. Yeah, he really cracked into that Dodge, didn't he? All right, let us through, please. Come on. Please. Let us through. I'll check the Cadillac. Right. I'll get the other car. Okay. Three people in that Dodge are lucky. Doesn't look too bad. I'll call the ambulance. Yeah, we'll tell them to hurry. I don't think they. This one's gonna wait. 10:46pm the ambulance arrived and after emergency treatment at the scene, the victims were removed to Georgia Street Receiving Hospital. A traffic car had been dispatched to investigate the accident. Upon arrival at the emergency hospital, we were informed that the suspect had died on the way. The dead body was identified by his personal effects as Charles Roxford, age 16. The Juvenile Bureau was contacted and they requested that in the course of our investigation, we notify the boy's family. 11:27pm Frank and I drove out to the address listed on the victim's identification. It was a house above the Sunset Strip. We rang the bell and waited. I'll try it again now. Somebody's coming. Yes? Mrs. Roxford? That's right. What is it? Police officers, ma'. Am. We like to talk to police. Well, come in. I don't know what you want with us, but come in. Thank you. Come into the living room. Thank you very much. Now, sit down. What is it? There's been an accident, Mrs. Roxford. An accident? Yes, ma'. Am. Pretty bad one. What's this got to do with me? Well, you see, ma', am, your boy was Joe. Well, we're sorry to have to tell you this, ma', am, but your boy was in an accident tonight. Charles? Yes, ma'. Am. You said it was a bad accident? Yes, ma', am, we did. How bad? How bad? Your son's dead, ma'. Am. Charles. Charles Roxford. You're sure you have the right house? Yes, ma'. Am. We're sorry, Ms. Roxford. Oh, Charlie. He was only a baby. Just a baby. Oh, you're sure there's no mistake? You're sure? Afraid not, ma'. Am. How did it happen? Well, it was an automobile accident, ma'. Am. In an automobile? Yes, ma'. Am. Your boy was driving a car. Oh, but Charlie doesn't have a car. He doesn't drive. Your boy was driving a stolen car, Mrs. Roxford. What? Your son had a stolen car, ma'. Am. He was trying to get away. Well, that's not true. Afraid it is, ma'. Am. No. You're lying to me. Charles wouldn't do a thing like that. Pray. That's the way it is, ma'. Am. Oh, that's terrible. I can't believe that Charlie would do something like that. I thought I knew him. I didn't think he'd do anything like that. Well, did you see it? The accident? Were you there? Yes, ma', am, we were. How did it happen? Well, he'd stolen the car, ma'. Am. He tried to escape. He ran the car out into a crowded street. One of the cars in the traffic didn't have time to stop. Your boy ran right into it. Wasn't there something you could do to stop him? We tried, ma'. Am. Yelled at him. He almost ran us down. You know where your boy was tonight, Mrs. Roxford? No. No, he had dinner and then said he was going out. I thought he was going to a show or something. No, I didn't know where he was going. Did he leave the house alone? Yes. Left right after dinner, about 8. Said he'd be back later. Said he'd see me later, that he left. Is there anything we can get for you, Mrs. Roxford? No. No, nothing. Where's your husband, ma'? Am? I guess he's at his office. He sells insurance. Said he had to meet a client tonight. I don't know what he's gonna do when he hears about this. Gonna hit him awfully hard. Awfully hard? Yes, ma'. Am. He and the boy were very close. I don't know what he's going to do when he hears about it. Did the boy give you any idea during dinner as to what he was going to do after he left? No. No, he didn't. I didn't talk much to him, ma'. Am. You see, I wasn't here. I was out most of the afternoon. I didn't get home until just before he left. He just finished dinner, then he left. I see, ma'. Am. I was at the bridge club. I always go on Tuesdays. Oh, if I'd known. If I'd only known what was going to happen. Am I going to see him? Well, we want either you or your husband to identify him, ma'. Am. Charlie. He's dead. We're just a baby. Just a little boy. You were there. You could have done something. You're police officers. Isn't that your job? Beg your pardon? Well, isn't it your job to help people to do something when they're in trouble? Well, yes, ma', am, I suppose it is, but. Was a little late for that, wasn't it? What does that mean? Well, he was 16 when we met him, Ms. Roxby. What's that got to do with it? Somebody should have tried a long time ago. Most car thefts fall into three basic categories well known by all police officers. First, the cars that are stolen by professionals who change the motor numbers, forge owner certificates, repaint the bodies and sell them throughout the country. The second group consists of joy riders, thieves who steal the cars for a few hours merely to ride around in them and then leave them on the streets. The third category, and the one we'd been working on for the past six weeks, dealt with the activities of car strippers. Their MO Followed the usual pattern for this type of crime. The car would be stolen and then driven to some lonely part of the city. There, all usable accessories would be removed. Radios, tires, air horns, side mirrors. Anything that could be resold would be taken. In certain cases, the articles would be stolen while the car remained parked where the owner had left it. We found that the gang had become so proficient that they could break into a car and remove the radio as well as other accessories in under 10 minutes. Avenues of sale for the stolen merchandise had been checked. Known dealers in stolen property had been questioned. As the days went on, the total of thefts went up. By the 5th of August, the gang had stolen over $12,000 in automobile accessories. In the instances where we'd been able to get a description of men loitering in the vicinity of the Strip cars, we'd had the witnesses check mug books in the hope of identifying the thieves. We'd gotten no new leads. Physical evidence at the scene of the abandoned cars had been checked and rechecked. It netted us nothing. A week passed. August 14, 8:15am Frank and I got back to the office. The captain's really boiling, isn't he? Yeah. You can't blame him, though. They gotta stop cold. Gotta get a break in it sometime. All the luck can't stay on their side. I don't know it looks like it could happen that way. Anything on the steakhouse last night? No, nothing that we got so far. Maybe something later. I got it. Auto theft Friday. I beg your pardon, ma'? Am? Well, no. Well, yeah. What was that again? Oh, yeah, yeah. Well, yes ma'. Am. Looked weak all right. What was that address again? Yes, I have a pencil. All right, well, we'll send a unit out. I'm sure they can help you. No, I suggest you get in touch with the spca. No. Spca. Yes, that's all right. Bye. There's a dandy one. What's that? Woman lost a cat from her car. Wanted to know if we'd get it back for her. Yeah, Says it's real easy to recognize. He has a collar on and he answers the name of Tabby. Oh God. Makes it easier. Auto theft. Smith. Yes sir, that's right. Uh huh. Where are you calling from, sir? So that's on Wilshire, right? All right, sir, we'll be right there. Anything? Yeah, a doctor out on Wilshire parked his car out in front of his office. Yeah. Came back in 10 minutes, his car radio was gone. 8:56am Frank and I got to the doctor's office was in a large medical building out on Wilshire Boulevard. We went up to the second floor and talked to the man who placed the call, a Dr. Alex Halsey. He told us that he'd stopped at his office on the way to a hospital call. He parked his car immediately in front of the building. When he returned 10 minutes later, he found that the radio had been stolen from his office. We called the crime lab and latent fingerprints detailed crews of men were sent from both divisions. They went over the car for possible physical evidence. Frank and I, along with Dr. Halsey, went down to the street. We talked to him while the officers worked. Darnest thing I ever saw, I tell you. I wasn't in the building more than 10 minutes. 10 minutes outside? Yes, sir. Came back and I could see right away that the door had been opened. Uh huh. First I thought maybe I'd left it open. Then when I got in the car, I knew right away as soon as I saw the radio was gone. Yes, sir. Did you notice anyone loitering around your car when you parked it? Anybody suspicious maybe? No, no I didn't. Of course I might not have noticed anyone. Had my mind on Julie. Julie? Yes, I'm operating on her this afternoon. Poor little kid has an intestinal disorder. Only three months old. Gee, that's too bad. Yes, she'll be fine though. Of course the parents are worried. They always are. Can't convince them there's nothing to worry about. Yes, sir. Then you didn't notice anyone, huh? No. Like I said, I didn't. You sure you locked your car, sir, when you left it? Oh, yes, I'm sure about that. Always make it practice to lock it when I leave it. Lots of times I leave instruments in it. Always have to be careful about the instruments. Oh, yes, sir. I always like it. How about the windows? What? The windows. Did you roll them all the way up? Roll them up? Well, now, once in a while I. Don't try to think of that. I'm not sure about this morning. No. Come to think of it, I guess I didn't close them this morning. Such a wonderful day. Yes, sir. Well, that's probably how they got into your car. You happen to have the serial number of the radio, Dr. Halsey? No. No, I don't think I have. Might be on the papers. I just got the car a couple of months ago. It might be on the papers. I can check them for you. All right, sir. That'll help. I'll have my secretary look them up for you right away. Anyone else drive the car, Dr. Halsey? Oh, no, sir. Don't believe in that. I'm the only one. Been the only one to drive it. Don't believe in lending the car to somebody else. Never have believed in it. Mm. Joe. Excuse me a minute. Dr. Halsey. Surely. Yeah. Leonard. Got a couple of clean prints on the dashboard. Might belong to the thief. Yeah. Like to check the doctor. It might be his. Okay. Wait a minute. I'll get the kit. I know. Hey, Dr. Halsey. Yes, Sergeant. Okay. This is Sergeant Tankersley of the Fingerprint department. He'd like to check your prints. How do you do, sir? All right, doctor. Wonder if I could look at your fingers, please. Surely. Can you tell just from looking at them what you want to know? No, sir. But, you see, the prints we found are poor old. If your prints were loops, there'd be no reason to take them. Oh. Oh, yes, I see. How about it, Linda? Better roll them up for comparison. We're gonna take your prints, doctor, if you have no objection. Oh, no, no, of course not. Glad to help. All right, sir, you wanna step over here? We can take them in the officer's car. Yes. Clapton here. I'll get the door. I'll get the pad. Doctor, if you let me have your hand. Surely. Here. No, sir. If you let me do it, it'd be a little easier. Oh, yes. Just trying to help. I will put them on the card. Never knew my fingers were so big. Just that we're taking the print of the whole tip of the finger, sir. Makes it look that way. Oh, I see. Uh huh. All right, Doctor. You can get the ink off with this, I think. Here, I'll pour a little on this cloth. Here you go. Yeah. Yes. Thank you. What do you think, Leonard? I'll check them now. Sure be a break if they were the thieves. Well, there must be. Couldn't be anyone else's. Well, how about your family, Doctor? Possible the prince. Could be theirs. Maybe. Oh, no, no. No chance. Jenny, that's my wife, she has her own car. Kids always use that one. Like I said, I am the only one who uses this. How about it, Lynn? Make them? Yeah, they belong to doctor. 10:02am the crime lab crew gathered what physical evidence they could find and returned to check over their findings. Frank and I took a report from Dr. Halsey and then we talked to his secretary. She was unable to find the ownership papers on the car. We drove over to the dealer who had sold him the car and got the serial number of the stolen radio. We notified pawn shop detail and gave them the information. For the next three weeks, stakeouts on the parking lots in the central area continued. Arrests were made, but the thieves apparently had no connection with the gang we were after. They kept hitting, but the speed with which they operated made apprehending them difficult. On Friday, September 5th, we got a call that a stolen car had been recovered out in Topanga Canyon. We drove out to check on it. The tires, radio horns, heater, spotlights, fog lights and the side view mirrors had been taken. The seat covers had been removed and the hubcaps were missing. Again, there was no physical evidence that gave us a lead to the thieves. That night at 10:52pm Frank and I checked back into the office. Another long day? Yeah. Kind of tired myself. Kind of hate to call Faye. Why is that? Oh, this morning when I left, I told her I'd be home for dinner. Sure. Well, didn't you call her? No, I forgot all about it. She's really gonna be sore. Yeah, well, she'll get over it. I don't know, Joe. It's gonna be a couple of days of quiet around the house, I think. Why? Just cause you missed a meal? It ain't that. She had tamale pie for dinner. Boy, she sure makes it good too. Lot of cheese, you know. Yeah, well, she can warm it up for you when you get home. Here. Go ahead. All right. You want to sign us out? I'll check the book. Yeah, I'll get it. Anything? Yeah, a call from Brennan out in Wilshire. I'll call him. Hello? Brennan around? Yeah. All right. Say what it was about? No, I'm calling him now. Yeah, hi, Brandon. It's Friday. Yeah. You did, huh? Where'd that happen? No kidding. Those are the breaks, I think. Yeah, okay. Yeah, thanks. Brennan picked up a kid for running a red light, driving a hot rod. Yeah. Car was fixed up with a lot of new stuff. 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Except that king size Chesterfield gives you more than a fifth longer smoke. Remember, the modern way to sell cigarettes is the Chesterfield way. Premium quality. Both regular and king size Chesterfield is much milder. Chesterfield is best for you. 11:27pm Frank and I drove out to Wilshire Division. We checked with Sergeant Brennan and he told us how the boy had been picked up. He'd run a red light at the corner of Pico and La Brea. He'd been stopped by two officers in a cruiser car. He was driving a cut down 49 Ford that was equipped with Cadillac hubcaps, white sidewall tires, Chrysler horns and a Cadillac radio. The officers had started to question him and he'd attempted to escape. He'd been apprehended and brought to the station to be interrogated. In checking the serial number of the radio, the men from Wilshire Division had discovered that it was stolen and had left word for us. 11:45pm we went to an interview room to talk to the boy. What's your name, son? Martin. First name? Herb. Herb Martin. You know why you're here, don't you? Yeah. You want to tell us where you got that stuff? I bought it. Where? In different places. You Remember? Where? Not right off. How old are you? 19. Where do you live? It's on the report. We're asking you. Come on, Herb. 8297 Mary Ann Drive. Where were you going when they stopped you? Home. Where'd you been? Around. Same place you bought that stuff on your car, huh? Yeah, that's right. Now, look, you better come off this young fella. You might think you're a big man, but you got things a little mixed up here. You got caught with a carload of stolen accessories. There's been a lot of stealing going on around town. The way your car looks, you could be responsible for it. Yeah, well, I'm not. You look good for it. Look, maybe I lifted the radio and stuff, but that don't mean I'm in on the other. Sure, I got no choice. You got me nailed for the stuff you found, but I'm not gonna take it for the others. Maybe I stole that stuff, but that was for me. I didn't sell it like the others. Now leave me alone, huh? What do you mean, others? I don't know what you mean. You said the others. Well, I didn't mean others like me. Well, how did you mean it? Well, like the guys you're looking for. That's not the way it sounded. No? You said it like you knew who you were talking about. I didn't say it like that. That's the way it sounded. That's right, son. Now, why don't you tell us who you meant? Look, Herb, we haven't got all day. Come on, boy. We're going to get him sometime. Who'd you mean? All right, I'll tell you. We continued to talk to Herb Martin. He told us of the activities of a gang of car strippers who were working on order. He went on to say that from what he'd heard, if someone wanted to pick up some fast money, a Canadian could be made with a man on the corner of Sunset and Western. The man would give the order for the stolen merchandise and say where and at what time it was to be delivered. Herb told us that he had the opportunity to do business with the man, but that he turned it down. He was unable to identify the man who made the contact and said that he'd never heard him referred to by name. He gave us the names and addresses of two of the men who were working for him. 12:45am Frank and I left and drove back downtown. With the assistance of officers from Wilshire Division, the two young men were brought in for questioning. They identified their contact as A Richard R. Ogden. We ran the name through R and I and found that Ogden had a previous record of petty theft from the 510 in his package. We obtained his last known address, but the landlady told us that he'd moved and left no forwarding address. She told us, however, that she thought we could find him at the Meyer Garage on South Hoover. We drove over and found that it was a small place on the corner of Hoover and Mariposa. The owner, Alan Meyer, told us that Ogden did work for him, but that he was out. He said that the suspect was expected back almost anytime. While we talked to him, Meyer worked on a small foreign car. Great little cars. Get a real kick out of working on them. Yeah, sure. Nice looking. You sell them, do you? No, I just service them. Well, now and then I get accessories for them. You know, I order them up, install them. Cost too much to keep a regular stock of them. Yeah. When did you say that Ogden will be back? Should be here now. Probably got hung up someplace. Yeah. Latest thing is a hardtop made out of laminated fiberglass. Is that right? Yeah, fits right over them. Kind of makes them look like a small roll, you know? Then with wire wheel caps, baggage racks, wind wings, you can put a lot of money in them. Yeah, I guess so. What about all this other stuff here? Is that for these foreign cars, too? What do you mean? Oh, tires and hubcaps. Here? No, no, that's where I make most of my money. I go out and buy them from, bring them back here, straighten them out, resell them to the independent stations around town. They can sell them a lot cheaper than new ones run. We both make a little money out of it. Yeah. Say, you guys like some peanuts? No, no, no, thanks. Okay. You don't mind if I have some, huh? Sure you don't want any? No, thanks very much. I guess I'm hungry in the morning. I keep these things around a munch on. Yeah. Go through a whole can of these today that kill me. And get started on things you can't stop. Sure you don't want some? No. No, thanks. How long you known this Ogden Meyer? Oh, I see. Guess it's been 10 years. Anyway, he went to work for me a year ago. Mm. Good man. Brought a lot of business in. Say, what is it you wanna see him about? We like to talk to him. You don't wanna tell me, huh? Be better if we talk to him, Mr. Meyer. Yeah. Well, here he is now. Hey, Dick. Yeah? Couple fellas here wanna see you. Yeah, what is it? You Richard Ogden? Yeah, that's right. Police officers. I'm Frank Smith. This is my partner, Joe Friday. What is it you guys want me for? I'd like to talk to you, Ogden. Well, go ahead. Might be better if we went outside. Well, look, you can talk to him here. I got some work I can do in the office. Don't want to bother you, Mr. Meyer. No trouble. Talk. Now, what's this all about? You know a couple kids named Jerry Z. Swanson and Harry T. Benson? Swanson and Benson? No, I don't think I do. They say they know you. Say they do some work for you. Sorry to bother you. Forgot my peanuts. It's all right, sir. I'll be in the office if you need anything. Thank you, sir. No. Anything at all. Yes, sir. What about it, Ogden? What about what? You know, the kids. This Benson and Swanson. No, I told you what. All right, mister. Let's go downtown. We'll talk it over there, huh? What for? Why are you pulling me in? Want you to meet the two boys, if you don't know them. Well, what's that gonna prove? We wanna know why they named you. Why? They said you were responsible for the car stripping that's been going on. You mean you believe them? Well, we've got no reason not to. I don't think they'd stage a thing like this. They got a lot to lose. So have I. You get me down there and those two kids point me out and I haven't got a chance. Even if I'm not the one and they say I am, you won't give me a break. No. If you haven't done anything, you got nothing to worry about. I'm not going. Alan. Hey, Alan. Yeah, what is it, Dick? Come here, will you? Yeah, right away. What's the matter? Something wrong? These guys are gonna take me to jail. Well, what for? What's he done? We wanna talk to him, Meyer. We think he's involved in some car thefts. Well, I know that's not true. Dick wouldn't do a thing like that. I know. I've known him a long time. No, I'm sorry, sir, but the information we've got says he did. Why, Dick? Why'd you do a thing like that? If what these officers say is true? Gee, that's awful. Why would you do a thing like that? What are you talking about? All right, come on, Ogden. Let's go. No, I'm not going. I think you better do what the officers say, Dick. It'll be if you don't. Cause Any trouble? Well, wait a minute. What are you trying to prove with this? I don't know what you mean. Next thing, you'll be trying to involve me in this. Yeah, well, that's just what I'm gonna do. You see, officers, that's terrible. Don't you listen to him. He's the guy behind the whole thing. Look over there. The tires, all this stuff. Sure, I stole him. I had the kids go out and pick him up. But he set it up. He sold them to the stations. He took most of the money. The whole, whole thing was his idea. Well, Dick, how can you say that? Well, I can say it because it's true. I'll tell you all about it. You take him downtown. I'll tell you all about it. You're not gonna let me stand for this alone. And to think that he'd do a thing like this to me after we've been friends for so long. Bring me stolen merchandise to sell. You got anything to back up what you're saying, Ogden? Sure, I have. Just bet I can back it up. Go ahead. Well, you look at his books. Not the ones he's got out in the open, but you look at the ones in the safe. It's all there. All the deals he's made with the owners of the stations. All the orders, what he paid the kids for him and what he got for him. Didn't think I knew about it, did you? Whole lousy year I've been doing the dirty work for him. Well, I've had it. I'm through. I've had it. Let me take the beef. What a crumb. I'll show you. I don't understand it. Friends for so long, I'd have gotten you out. Ten years we've been friends. I trusted you all that time. Then you sold me out. Why? Well, that shouldn't be too tough for you to figure, huh? You showed him how the story you have just heard was true. The names were changed to protect the innocent. On January 21, trial was held in Department 87, Superior Court of the State of California. In and for the county of Los Angeles. In a moment, the results of that trial. Now, here is our star, Jack Webb. Thank you, George Feniman. Remember, only Chesterfield gives you this scientific evidence on the effects of smoking. After 10 full months, the group examined showed no adverse effects on the nose, throat and sinuses from smoking Chesterfield. Now, speaking personally, as a Chesterfield smoker, I know they're best for me. Either way you like them, you'll find Chesterfield is best for you. Richard R. Ogden and Alan Y. Meyer were tried and convicted of receiving stolen property. They received sentences as prescribed by law. Receiving stolen property is punishable by imprisonment in the state penitentiary for a period of not more than 10 years. Or in the county jail for not more than one year. Investigation of the records of Alan Y. Meyer uncovered the names of the other men involved in the thefts. They, along with Herbert S. Martin, Jerry Z. Swanson and Harold T. Benson, were tried on a charge of grand theft auto and convicted. They were sentenced to the state penitentiary at San Quentin, California. For the term as prescribed by law. Grand theft auto is punishable by imprisonment in the state penitentiary for a period of not less than 1 nor more than 10 years. Ladies and gentlemen, 10 million Americans have diseases of the heart and blood vessels. What are the causes and the cures? Well, it'll take research to find out. Send what you can to Hart care of your local post office. Help your Hart Fund. Help your Hart. You have just heard Dragnet. A series of authentic cases from official files. Technical advice comes from the office of Chief of Police W.H. parker, Los Angeles Police Department. 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