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Two great episodes from radio's #1 cop show Dragnet
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Get Beautiful Anonymous. Wherever you listen to podcasts, the story you're about to hear is true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. You're a detective sergeant. You're assigned a robbery detail. A jewelry salesman is slugged and robbed of $20,000 in precious stones. After months of investigation, you finally discover the man responsible for the holdup. You've got the evidence to prove him guilty. Your job? Bring him in. 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 Thursday, July 18th. It was sultry in Los Angeles. We were working the day watch out of robbery detail. My partner's Ed Jacobs. The boss is Captain Didion. My name's Friday. It was 1:35pm when we got back to the city hall. The interrogation room. So now, Mr. Garvey. Yes? You want to call the captain, Ed, and let him know we're back? Yeah, okay, thanks. I'd still like to know what this is all about, Sergeant, dragging me down here in the middle of the day. I've got an office. Just a minute, Mr. Yeah, I just got back. All of them. Good. Yeah. Interrogation room. Right. Let us check in yet? Yeah, all back. Worked out fine. Would you please explain what this is about? Why you brought me down here? We think you know why. I don't I haven't any idea. You take me away from my store on a busy day. You put a police guard on it. You insist on bringing me down here. What's it all about? Tell me. No, you tell us, Mr. Garvin. Tell you about what? The jewel robbery nine months ago. That hold up. What holdup? My story hasn't been. I'm talking about your friend Thomas Ashley. Ashley? What about him? We think you remember it. Nine months ago. Parking lot, back of the building down on 4th Street. Oh, sure. Some holed up man slugged him. Stole his case of samples. I remember it now. Poor Tom. Thief made a big haul, didn't he? On set. Dime is $20,000 worth. I remember it now. I don't think Tom's gotten over it yet. I was a jewelry salesman for the same company at the time, you know. Same company Tom was working for. Yeah, we know all that. Some of the big bosses thought Tom had a hand in it. They figured it was a put up job. Nothing was further from the truth. That so? Sure, I know Tom. He's a close friend of mine. He wouldn't be mixed up in a deal like that. Tom and I worked out of the same office for years. We've had him over the house for dinner. We've even been on vacations together. He's one of the most honest men I know. You sure of all this, are you? Of course I'm sure. That isn't why you called me down here, is it? You don't think Tom had anything to do with that robbery, do you? You don't think he was in on it? He had nothing to do with it. I think you know that as well as we do. Then why am I here? There's nothing I can tell you about the holdup. Only what I heard from Tom. What I read in the news. Now you can tell us a lot more, Garvey. We didn't bring you here just past time of day. Tom was slug. And his sample case of stones were taken. That's all I can tell. You're a liar, mister. What? You engineered the whole thing. We know it and so do you. Was this some kind of a joke? If it is, I think it's inverted. Long way from a joke, Garvey. You planned the job, you got the loot. We can give you chapter and verse. I really think you're serious. You think I robbed Tom. We're past the thinking stage, Garvey. We already told you, we know you robbed him. Now wait a minute. This thing is ridiculous. The whole idea is ridiculous. I don't know who gave you the so called information on me, but it's wrong. There's nothing further from the truth. Nobody gave us the information. We got it ourselves. You're really serious, are you? I robbed Tom. And you can prove I did? You're getting the idea. I don't know what to say. It's fantastic. I robbed my best friend Tom Ashley, nine months ago. I have $20,000 worth of diamonds. And you can prove it? Every bit of it. What about it? I think you're out of your mind. My name's George Garvey. Are you sure I'm the man you want? There couldn't be a mistake. No, there's no mistake. This thing would be funny if I didn't think you were serious. Let me ask you just one question. Maybe that'll clear it up for you. Yeah. If I held up Tom Ashley, how is it he didn't recognize me? You know better than that, Garvey. What? You didn't hold up Tom Ashley yourself. You had someone do it for you. Oh, cloak and dagger. I'm afraid this is getting a little too wild for me, Sergeant. Maybe you can waste time making ridiculous charges. I can't. I'm going back to my store. It's a weak bluff, mistress. We're not going to do it. It's. Excuse me. Are you sure you two men haven't been drinking? Sit down, Mr. Garvey. I told you, I'm going back to my store. Sit down. Look, you have no right to keep me here. These are ridiculous charges. You think I'm one of those cheap hoodlums you're used to dealing with? No. Now, come off it, mister. You got a $5,000 car and a $40,000 home. That doesn't rate you a special treatment. You're a thief and you know it as well as we do. I don't have to take this from you. You haven't got much choice. We just finished five months legwork proving it. Proving what? All right, now sit down. There. You engineered that. Hold up. We know who you got to do it. We know how it was carried out. We know how you planned on disposing of the diamonds. We know who your fence was. We know what the split was. We know what you did with part of the money. We know how much you got left. Is that right? Yeah, that's right. What can I say? I don't even know what you're talking about. Anyway, you want it, Mr. Garvey? Maybe you'd like to tell me Why I did all this. You know it better than we do. No, I mean it. Tell me you weren't making enough money at your job to suit yourself. Suit your wife either. That's pretty good. Marilyn'd get a big kick out of that. All right, fellow, we can wait it out as long as you want. We spent nine months on this already. Another few days aren't gonna make that much difference. Just as a matter of curiosity, how'd you first start off on this tangent? Whatever gave you the idea that I had anything to do with the hold up? When you started to spend money? New car, new office for yourself, fur coat for your wife. Transferred your two children to that private school. That makes a holdup man out of me. Because I wanted to send my kids to a better school. Where'd the money come from? Can you explain that? Don't you think that's my business, Sergeant? Where I get my money, what I do with it. Not when you get it. Stealing? I'm afraid you're going just a little too far. You insist I'm a thief? I'm going to insist you prove it. All right. Have a look over here, Mr. Garvey. Yeah? Some of the reports on the investigation. Reams of them. They cover everything from the time of the jewel robbery up to late yesterday. It's all right there. Everything from the crime report to signed statements. How would that concern me? Three quarters of this stuff concerns you. Have a look for yourself. I still can't get it straight in my mind. What makes you think I had anything to do with that, Robert? You know what this is, Mr. Garvey? This machine right here? No. Some kind of recording apparatus. That's right. It's a tape recorder. You've been taking down this conversation then why? No, not this one. We've been recording every conversation that took place in your office for the last four months. Every word. What do you mean? Just that, Mr. Garvey. Every time you talked on the phone, every visitor you had, it's all down on tape. 25 reels of it. Interesting. Is that supposed to frighten me? No, no. We don't care if it frightens you or not. Something else here. Yes? Reports on what you've been doing for the last four months. Daily reports, every movement you made. Isn't that so? Everywhere you went, everybody you talked to, everything you did. Want to hear a sample? This must be some kind of a joke. That's the only explanation I can think of. May 12, Thursday. Sergeants Bitteroff and Rafferty. Those are the two officers who were tailing you at the time you checked in at your new office at 9:38am at 10:03am you had a visitor, Kenneth Tyson. You talked to him in your office. Conversation's recorded. Tyson left at 10:18am at 10:32am you left your office. If you're trying to impress me, I'm afraid it isn't working out very well. You care for a cigarette, Dorothy? No, thanks. I have my own. All right, well, I've wasted enough time. Exactly what's the point of all this? Pretty simple. You're responsible for a robbery. We can prove it. We're giving you the chance to make a statement. That's nonsense. Is it? Of course. People following me, checking everything I do, where I spend my money, where I send my kids to school. What's it all about? It doesn't make any sense. All right, Mr. Garvey. We've said it before. We can wait it out as long as you want. Look, let's get this thing straight. Let's go back to the beginning and take it step by step. That's fine. The holdup was last fall, wasn't it? Sometime in October. October 7th. Monday. 5. 20 in the afternoon. All right. Now, just what am I supposed to have done? None of your vague references about a new coat for my wife or where I send my kids to school. Let's have some facts, Joe. All right, Mr. Garvey. You went to work as a jewelry salesman for the company 10 years ago. Your friend Tom Ashley, the victim, started the same year. The two of you have been pretty close friends. That's right. I told you that I will skip the rest of your background for now. Two weeks before the robbery, on September 24th, you had a meeting with a Kenneth Tyson. And you met in the cafeteria on South Broadway. Tyson's 19 years old, lives with an older sister. He works in a gas station on Olympic Boulevard. He's done some work on your car for you. That's how you happen to know him. Yes, I think I remember the boy. I don't know him well, though. I don't recall the meeting either. No, you know the boy very well. At the time of the meeting, you promised him $1,000 if he'd hold up. Your friend Tom Ashley. Ridiculous. Tyson agreed to it. And you briefed him on the plan. The following day. You gave him a gun.32 caliber Smith & Wesson. Serial number 362745. Nonsense. Where did you get that information? Tyson. Well, he's lying. Believe me. If he told you that he's lying. Is he the one who robbed Tom October 7th, at your direction? He was in the parking lot behind the Hunter Croswell Building. Tom actually came out to get in his car. He had his case of sample diamonds with him. Tyson held him up, slugged him, took the stones and got away. Of course, it's obvious Tyson's trying to say I put him up to it. He's trying to get out of it that way. Afraid not, Mr. Garvey. Boy couldn't have carried off the hold up by himself. Of course he could. It's obvious he's trying to cover up. There were six people in the company you worked for who knew that on Mondays, Ashley always took the case of sample diamonds. Long when he made his calls. Only on Monday. You were one of the people who knew that. I suppose you've considered the other five people. They were all checked out at the time. They were all cleared, you along with them. But I'm not clear anymore. Is that it? This young hoodlum, Tyson, you're willing to take his word over mine, after the robbery, took the case of diamonds to you. That was the next day. You paid him $500 and promised him the other 500 when he got rid of the stones. Oh, I suppose I've gotten rid of them. Or do I still have them? Two months after the holdup, he contacted a fence up in San Francisco. He drove up there and sold him some of the stones. And he broke them up and sold them. We know who he sold them to. We know what he got for them. Well, this fence, he's supposed to be another good friend of mine. They're still doing business with him. His name's Fred Lawrence. It's a new one on me. I don't know any Fred Lawrence. Can't even recall the name. Well, maybe this will help you, Mr. Garvey. Listen to him on the tape recorder. It's real. Four, isn't it? In? Yeah, I think so. All label there, right on the back of the house. Yeah, you will. Well, what's all this about? Phone conversation, Mr. Garvey. One of the things we recorded from your office. I told you about it before. Let's see. This one was on March 18th. I always thought wiretapping was against the law. Or do you pay any attention to that? You didn't tap your telephone line. We recorded everything from tiktographs we installed in your store and back in your office. They started recording the day you moved in. That was the first of March, wasn't it? I don't know why you're telling me. I can sue you for that, you know. I can sue you for your last dollar. All we're concerned with right now is Fred Lawrence. You say you don't know him. I'd like to have you listen to this. This was recorded March 18th in your office. Okay. Here we go. Yeah? Marion. Mr. Lawrence? Yeah, sure. Put it on. Hi, Fred. How are you? I'm good. Not anything fine. No heat at all. Tyson? No, he's all right, I believe. He's a good kid. Nice. All right. Where? I don't know. It might not be so good if you see kind of here. 8:00. 8:30, okay? Fine. Supposed to. 8:30. See many right friends. Bye, Mr. Garvey. You recognize that? How about it, Garvey? I understand they can do clever things with tape recorders nowadays. There's a way of piecing words together, isn't there? They can record your voice and then fix the tape. Take a simple sentence and change the words around to mean just the opposite. You can examine the tape if you like. We didn't make a splice in it. All you'll find are the usual factory splice. It's just where it comes from, the manufacturer. What difference does it make anyway? There's nothing criminal about that conversation. Nothing at all. You told us a few minutes ago you didn't know Fred Lawrence. You never heard of him on that recording. It sounds like you know him pretty well. It's a fairly common name, wouldn't you say? Must be quite a few Fred Lawrences. I didn't happen to remember the name right off. How about Tyson? What? Tyson. You told us you didn't know him well at all. I don't. Well, it didn't sound that way on that tape, did it? You were telling Lawrence that he was all right. You said. Believe me, he's a good kid. Now, what you said. Now, how about it, miss? How about what? Is this, some kind of a frame? What are you trying to make me say? We're not gonna make you say anything, Garvey. We work robbery detail. That's the job. Robberies, they pay us to clean them up. I can pay you. What? Never mind. I didn't mean that. I meant I pay my taxes. I pay your salaries. I help to. Anyway, I don't know why I have to be treated like this. No reason to make a big headache out of this for anybody, Garvey. Now, you engineered a holdup. We can prove that. We're giving you a chance to make a statement. That's all we want here. I've got nothing to say. Make a statement. About what? All you're going on is hearsay, circumstantial evidence. You can't say I planned that, Robert. Well, you admit you know Tyson. You know him well. I don't. I admit nothing. What about phone conversation? It's a fake. They phony those things up all the time. You know it as well as I do. You admitted you know Fred Lawrence. You proved that from the recording. I admit nothing. You don't even know Tyson. Is that what you want to say? I know him, that's all. He worked on my car a couple of times. I don't know him. Well, all right. Sir, I'd like to play you another recording. It's a waste of time. I haven't got the whole day to spend here. I got to get back to my store. I've got a business to operate. This won't take very long. Yeah. Here we are, April 5th. A lot of foolishness anyway. How do I know you made those recordings? You could have gotten actors, maybe made them up your salary. There weren't any dictographs. How'd you make those things? There were dictographs, Mr. Garvey. Remember before you moved into that new suite of officers, you had them redecorated. Yes. There were sound technicians from our crime lab out there working side by side with the painters and carpenters. They installed dictographs in your store and back in your offices. They bugged the entire place. Wiretapping. I'll bring this into court if it's the last thing I do. Look, now, we already told you, Mr. Garvey, it's not wiretapping. We didn't touch your phone lines. We didn't have to. It's invasion of privacy. I'm going to take this in a court now. Well, let's listen to this recording. Might clear up a few things. Clear up what? What are you trying to prove? Okay, Joe. Yeah, it's coming in here now. Date on this is April 5th. Yeah. Murray who? Tyson. Well, does he know I'm in? Yeah. Okay, send him back. Got mine. Hi, Mr. Garvey. Ken, how are you? Come on in. Sit down. Thanks. How you been, anyway? Pretty good. Trying to get a hold of you last week. It's so hard to do. You're not in very much. Pretty busy here, Ken. Your time of year, you know, it keeps you going. I don't want to waste any time. I'd like to know how the deal's working out though. Going back to East Alderman next month. I'd like to get the rest of my money if I could. Well, just like I told you the last time, Ken, I'm sending a stuff north. I hope to hear in a couple of days. Yeah, I know. That's what you told me before was a pretty heavy job. I could use the money. I mean, if it wasn't so heavy, I wouldn't mind, but I got it coming, I think, huh? Of course you do, Ken. There's no question there. It's just that I haven't got it right now. Believe me, you'd have it in a minute if it was mine again. Yeah, but that was the agreement. Wasn't this 500 before the job? 500 after. Happened last October. That's a pretty good step. Now look, Ken, I told you the truth. I just haven't got it. Now, why don't you drop back in a week or so? How about it, Mr. Garvey? What do you say to that? It's ridiculous, that's all. It's an obvious fake. You can look at the tape if you like, inspect it. You can check every one of those 25 reels. We'll play every one of them quite a few weeks. Fakes. And they're bad ones at that. Now look, I'll give you both a chance. Either you book me in on a charge or else release me. You try booking me in and I'll sue you for false arrest. I'll break you. I'll sue you blind, I can promise you that. Release me and I'll get back to work. I'll forget all about it. Now, you name it. Which one? Book me in or release me. Well, that's fair enough. You're gonna give us a choice, huh? You bet it's fair. You could get in a lot of hot water. Now it's up to you which one. You ran a bad bluff, mister. What? We're booking you in. Thursday, 3:55pm Ed Jacobs and I continued questioning the robbery suspect, Ernest Garvey. Despite the evidence at hand, he still refused to admit any knowledge of the twenty thousand dollar jewel theft. Nine months before the questioning went on, Garvey's answers became more and more confused. We kept pressing, laying out the case against him step by step. 4:00pm 4:30. We stayed at it. Must have taken quite a bit of money, didn't it, Garvey? Wife's new fur coat. New car for yourself. Where'd he come from? Now look, there has to be an answer. Where'd that money come from? Simple. I borrowed it. Where'd you borrow it? Some of it from friends, some from the banks. I don't see how it concerns you. How much money did you borrow? Don't you think that's my business? Wasn't it about $7,000? Is that about right? Yes. No, it was more. Well, what's the difference? It's my business. You want to grab that folder head? The one with the dark brown? That's it. Complete financial file on you, Mr. Garvey. Took us quite a few weeks getting this together. A lot of work. You must like snooping in other people's affairs. No, not especially. It's pretty dull. Here's a copy of your bank statement. It's a photo stab. Doesn't make much sense. What do you mean? Well, we checked. Your income for that month amounted to $620.18. Your bank statement here shows you made deposits totaling $760 the same month. Now, how is that possible? Well, for your information, I made a loan that month. That's probably some of the loan money I deposited. I quit my old job that time. I was going in business for myself. I needed the money to redecorate the new store in the office. It's as simple as that. Yeah. Photos. Test your loan papers right here. And loan us for $2,000. Before that, February for $3,000. Made another one in April, too. That was for 1500. Different. Back again. That's right. Do we have to go over this line by line? In three months, you made bank loans for $6,500. Besides that, in the same three months, you earned a total of 17 $13.88. Together, that makes $8,213.88. What's the point? Copies your bank statements. Garvey, you have five different savings accounts in five different banks. They show from February to April. The same three months, you made deposits of more than $11,000. Now, how do you explain that? Jeremy? Any explanation? It's almost 5:00. Can I use the phone? I have to call my wife and let her know. All right. We'll have to listen in on the extension. Conversation's gonna be mine. Go ahead. I don't care. Okay. Dial 9 to get an outside line. Oh, man. Please examine them. Garvey. I see him. You want to give us an explanation? You only had $8,200. How could you bank 11,000? It had to come from somewhere, didn't it? Purely a personal matter, that's all. I borrowed 3,000 from a brother of mine lives back in Minnesota. You'd already made three loans. Why'd you have to borrow from your brother? You mind telling us? Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. Well, it still doesn't balance the books, Mr. Garvey. You earned and borrowed $8,200. You got another 3,000 from your brother. You say that's 11,200. You banked $11,000? Yes, that's right. You always have to repeat. That'd leave you with $200. You and your family live for three months on $200? Is that why not? That could easily be. A lot of people do it. Yes, sir. But not your family. I'm getting sick and tired of this. You're trying to tell me you know my family better than I do? What they eat, what they spend, what it takes to support them. We've been on this thing for nine months, Garvey. We've put in a lot of hours. We know your family pretty well. A few. I'll tell you. The last time you ordered steak from the meat market. When you paid your gas bill. The last time your wife bought a pair of shoes. I guess this is standard procedure for you. I'm threatening people. We're not threatening you, Mr. Garvey. We're giving you facts. Another file here. Took us over a month to get this one together. Complete record of your expenses from February 1st. Covers February, March, April, May, June. I hope the police department has a good lawyer, Sergeant. You've got a fair warning. You say you and your. I'm sorry. Go ahead. I hope the police department has a good lawyer, Sergeant. You've got fair warning I'm going to sue you for your last dollar. When you say you and your family live three months on $200, that doesn't jibe with what we've got here. Take a look if you want to. It's all lies. Forgeries. It's all lies. I promise you, you'll be lying. Photostat of the receipt for your wife's coat, Garvey. 16 $12.34. That includes the tax paid in full. Photo stat of the contract for your new car. Down payment, $2,000. Liquor bill for the big party you threw in March. March 20. Liquor bill, $387. Catering bill, 194. Full year's check for tuition, room and board for your kids at the private school you sent them to. $1,864.07. Well, that's only the beginning, Garvey. Comes to a lot more than $200. Have you heard enough. I better try to get my wife again. I have to let her know and you handle extension, not. Yeah, all right. Go ahead, darl. Now and get outside. Garb. Yeah, I still talking. She might know I'm trying to get her, stupid. Well, wait a couple of minutes. You'll get through. Gavin on the phone all day long. Gab on the phone and play cards. It's all she ever does. Got some more figures here. Fighting garb. Be a good idea if you hear them. Built for two more parties you threw last month. Food bills. Why do you have to keep pushing that stuff at me? So you've been sneaking around, finding out about my personal affairs. That's supposed to be good police work, is it? This is the case you carried off a robbery, Garvey. We're giving you a chance to make a statement. I. Why should I? What for? Give you a statement? Have you twisted around, incriminate me? I haven't had anything to do with this kid, Tyson. I better try that call down on first. I know, I know. You told. What's the matter? What's the matter with her, stupid? She o know. I'm trying to get her. What's the matter, Garbie, don't forget, dial 9. One more with naughty here. I'll just play. I don't want to hear it. I'll just play. P. I think you ought to hear him. Same reel there. Just fan it over there to that other part, Ed. All right, Tyson. Mr. Garvey. Same place, the office. But you told me on the phone you say you'd have the dough for me. Today. You said today. Sure. Now, wait a minute, Tyson. I didn't say that at all. I said maybe I'd have it for you. I didn't say definitely. Look, I can't give you what I haven't got. I want the 500, Darby. I need it. I stuck my neck out on a robbery job. I get five delights. All right. Couldn't be any plainer. Now what do you say? Never mind. I just. Down there. She was never satisfied. She never couldn't be satisfied. Always more. She always had to have something else. How do you mean? Your wife. Playing cards, gabbing on the phone, that's all. She just kept writing me, day in, day out. I wasn't making enough money. She didn't have any clothes. Kids ought to go to a better school. We ought to have a new house, on and on. I ought to go in business for myself. Make money, lots of money. Same thing all the time. Talk, talk, talk. There's only so much you can take. You figured the robbery'd solve the problem, is that it? Guess so. I would have tried anything just to shut her up. Get her off my back for a while. I guess you got Tyson out. The other man, too. Fred Lawrence? Yeah. They were picked up this afternoon. Lawrence at the airport, Tyson and the show downtown. All three. All at the. What about your wife, Garvey? She know you planned this robbery? Oh, I didn't tell her. I think she knows, though. Pretty sure she does. Maybe she'll be satisfied now. Lousy money. She had a habit. Didn't even leave me enough to pay off that kid. Tyson. Private school for the children. Wall to wall carpets in the house. No dishwasher, new coke, new car, everything. She just had to have them. You want to take me, book me in? I don't care. We'll stop off down the hall, take your statement. Sure. I don't care. All right, let's go. Hey. Just a minute, huh? Yeah. Only take a minute. Yeah, that's what I figured. The story you have just heard was true. The names were changed to protect the innocent. On November 4, trial was held in Superior Court Department 87, City and County of Los Angeles, State of California. In a moment, the results of that trial. 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From beginning to end, from crime to to punishment. Dragnet is the story of your police force in action. It was Wednesday. November 8th. Was windy in Los Angeles. We were working the day watch out of juvenile division. My partner's Ed Jacobs. The boss is Captain Stein. My name's Friday. It was 11:05am when we got to the basement floor of Gorman High School. The locker room. Which way, Steve? Want to show us which locker's yours? You still haven't told me what this is all about. Routine check, son. Yeah, but why do you have to pick on me? Why do you have to see my locker? We're not picking on you, Steve. Now, how about it? Which locker's yours? Right here. This is mine. 318. Here's the key. No, you open it, Steve. Just a couple of personal things of mine, that's all. All right, I'll open. Well, there you are. See for yourself. Want to take your things out of the locker, son? You can see what's in there, can't you? My gym stuff, couple of textbooks. How about Digging back in the corner. Left hand side there. Where? I mean. Come on, Steve, dig him out back here. You mean these joke books? That's right. Let's have a look, huh? Why? Just a couple of joke books. A kid gave them to me. Bring them out, Steve. Okay. Just a couple of them. Kid came to me. There. Looks like more than a couple. That's what you call a joke book, Steve? That's what the kids call them, yeah. Some of them are a little dirty. Not so bad, though. They're filthy, Steve, and you know it. Now, where'd you get them? I told you. Kid gave them to me. Who? What's his name? Some kid around school, I don't remember right now. Gave you these books for nothing? Sure, I had a couple he wanted. We traded off. A lot of the kids have them. They trade them around. That stack you got there, they looked pretty new. Couldn't have been passed around much. Maybe not, I don't know. Matter of fact, they look brand new, don't they? Don't even look like they've been opened yet. How come you're rousting me on this thing? What about the other kids? They got them, too. They're buying them, Steve. They're not selling them. I'm not selling them. Anybody says that's a liar. No good, son. We talk to the fellows here at the high school. Some kids are over the junior high school, too. They all say you're the one who's selling them. They're liars. Both the fellows in high school and the kids down the street in junior high. And they say you've been selling this stuff for months now. How about it? They're lying, that's all. They don't know what they're talking about. You've been selling these? 35 cents apiece. Three for a dollar. Last couple of weeks you've been peddling pictures, too. A dollar a piece. You got any of them in your locker, Steve? A couple. I got them off another kid. What other kid? What's his name? What's his name? Some kid. I don't remember. It's not much of an answer, son. What do you want from me, anyway? I told you, I'm not selling a book. I don't care what those other goofs say. It's my word against theirs. Maybe you ought to get this straight, son. We're not out to get you your way down the line. We want the people at the top, the men who print this junk. The wholesalers, the big distributors. So why ask me? I don't know anything about it? Nothing. You don't want to cooperate, is that it? What am I supposed to cooperate about? I'm not mixed up in anything. We think you are, son. We know you are. Who you selling this for? Where do you get your supply? All you see is what's in my locker. I ain't selling. I don't have any supply. You gotta go far to prove I have. Not very far, Steve. What? From about here to your home. 11:38am after picking up his supply of obscene books and photographs. To be booked later as evidence. Ed and I drove the subject, Stephen Banner, to his home approximately a mile from the high school. His apprehension and our theory that he probably kept the bulk of his supply of books and pictures at or near his home was no accident. For weeks we'd known that a steady stream of pornography. Was being fed into a half a dozen high schools and junior high schools throughout the city. Books, photographs, pictures and pamphlets of the worst kind. Because of embarrassment on the part of the curious teenage kids who bought this stuff. It wasn't easy to pick up a solid lead. After weeks of observation and questioning. We finally narrowed down the principal source of supply to a single teenager. Boy, Stephen Banner. Even then, we knew he must be only one of a hundred small time distributors. Working for the persons directly responsible for manufacturing this sort of thing. Our only hope was that he'd be willing and able to supply us with the names of the persons responsible. When we got to Stephen Banner's home where he lived with his sister and brother in law. We searched it thoroughly, but we found nothing. Both his sister and brother in law were at work. We went back and started checking through the garage at the rear of the house. Joe, back in the corner? Yeah. Have a look. Steve, you want to tell us about this? Yeah. These books here, these pictures. Case full of them. Yeah. Well, how about it, son? Your sister and brother in law know about this? No, they don't know anything. I didn't think you'd find them. Are you ready to tell us about it? My sister? Gonna have to find out. I don't know, Steve. It's gonna be pretty hard to keep it from her. Yeah, I guess so. Here's the contact, son. Where'd they come from? Charlie. Charlie Freiberg. Only the books, though. Pictures came from another guy. It's a long story. We got the time, son. Who is this Freiburg? Met him downtown one Sunday. Penny Arcade on Broadway. Me and this other kid were in there. Bud Spencer. Freiberg came up, started to talk. All right, go on, he finally took a couple of these books out of his pocket, gave them to us. He wanted to know what we thought of them. Told us he had plenty of them. If we knew any other kids who wanted them. You knew. You and your friend Bud were in high school? Yeah, that's right. What else, Steve? Well, that's about it. He asked me and Bud if we wanted to sell for him around school. This friend of yours, Bud Spencer, he's selling them, too? Yeah. He goes to a different school, though. Both of us did pretty good with the books. Sold real fast. Her pictures were even better. That's so you say you didn't get the pictures from Freiberg? There was somebody else. A man by the name of Jack. I don't know his last name. Freiberg put us onto him, gave us an introduction, set up the deal. We got the pictures for 75 cents. Most of the time they got us a dollar, dollar and a half a piece, but. And I did pretty good. Do you know any other fellows working for this Freiburg, Steve? Any other kids in school? No, just Bud and me. That's all I know. It wouldn't be so bad if it was just the books. That lousy Charlie, he had to go and promote the party routine. Get everybody mixed up in that. What do you mean? What's that all about? Charlie? He stays at this place out on Sepulveda. It's a motel. That's where we always contacted him. Yeah. After a couple of weeks, when we got to know him, he asked me and Bud out to this place. Said he was going to throw a party. Told us to bring our girlfriends along. Turned out we were the only ones at the party. Me and Bud and the girls and Charlie Freiberg. Party lasted pretty late. I should have been smart enough to figure it out. I wasn't. What do you mean, Steve? Figure out what? Why Charlie be throwing parties just for us. The first two times, there wasn't anything wrong. We just talked. Danced with the girls, drank some beer. Charlie told us to have a good time. He threw a party every Friday night. Never broke up till after 3:00. How old are your girlfriends? Yours and Bud's? 17. They're both 17. They've been around, though. No use kidding you. They weren't very smart, I can tell you that. None of us were, I guess. Next couple of parties, Charlie had whiskey there. Dumb girls drank right along with them. So did we. Freiberg served the whiskey, didn't he? Yeah, that's right. He loaded the drinks, kept handing the girls A lot of stuff about how he used to be a director in pictures. He had a lot of connections in Hollywood. The last party I was at, he said he was going to get the girls screen test. A lot of malarkey like that. Mm. What else, Steve? I don't know. I had a beef with Charlie about it and I walked out. I haven't been back since. Does he still throw these Friday night parties, do you know? Maybe. I don't know. There were three or four. After the last one, I walked out on Dumb girls. Think Charlie's just great. God. So I can't stand the guy. How about the parties you didn't show up for, Steve? You get a rundown on them? I heard a couple of things. Yeah, sure. Glad I wasn't there. How do you mean? Dumb Girls Never fails. The oldest line in the world. They still go for it. What's that? Tell them you're going to get them in the movies. We continued questioning the subject, 17 year old Stephen Banner. He gave us a full description of the man who'd been selling him the books, Charles Fryberg. And also a description of the man known as Jack. The one who had been supplying him with pictures and photographs. In addition, he gave us the addresses of the two men, a fair description of Freiburg's car, no license number, and the names and addresses of the two girls he and his friend had taken to Freiberg's parties. 1:20pm Ed and I took the case of obscene books from the garage, loaded it in the backseat of our car, and Stephen Banner directed us to the high school attended by his friend, Bud Spencer. We picked up the Spencer boy and drove him and Banner downtown to Georgia Street Juvenile, where we booked them in on 700. Welfare and institution code lack of supervision. We drove to the motel out on Sepulveda. But the suspect, Charles Fryberg, had moved out five days before. No forwarding address. It wasn't a dead end, though. From his motel registration card, we got the description and license number of his car. On the way into the office, we checked out the address of his confederate, the man known as Jack. He'd moved the same day as Freiburg. No forwarding address. Back at the office, DMV got a make on the license number for us. The car registered in Freiberg's name. 239 West 92nd Street. We went down to R and I and pulled the package on the suspect. 3:40pm Last address on was 3 years old. How's his record read? Well, he's been in the business before A couple of AG charges, a 311 charge. Two possession, obscene literature. Served eight months in county jail. Mug shot. There? Yeah. Here. Mm. Close enough to the way the boy described him? I'd say so. There's mo. Two, huh? Same pitch the last time they got him working in the high school trade. Passed himself off as a studio man. Movie director. How about the other man, Jack? You got anything there? No, not yet. I gave the information on him to the stats office. They're gonna make a run for us. Well, I guess we better check on the kids. Girlfriends, huh? Get their stories? I suppose so. It sure gets me, Joe. What's that? Pair of young girls like that out at motel parties at 3am drinking. Yeah. 17 year olds. No reason for it. No reason at all. I can think of one that might do. Huh? Their parents. We checked out the suspect's address furnished us by DMV and also the information from the R and I package. They went nowhere. We had a second interview with Stephen Banner and his friend Bud Spencer. We showed them Freiburg's mug shot and both of them identified it. We got out of broadcast and an APB on him. 4:12pm Together with policewoman Doreen Staetzel, Ed and I drove out to interview the two teenage girls involved. A Dorothy Ryan and a Laura Osborne. We stopped at the home of the Osborne girl first, but she wasn't there and neither were her parents. An older sister told us that both the mother and father were working and that Laura was at a neighborhood school for models taking her weekly lesson. We checked at the modeling school, a converted second floor social hall, where we finally located the girl. A tall brunette, dark eyes, fair complexion. The heavy makeup didn't do much to hide her age. While the modeling lesson went on, policewoman Statesel Ed and I talked to the girl off in one corner of the hall. Your friend, Steve Banner. He took you to those parties at Mr. Fryburn's place? Uhhuh. That's right. Very nice man. He was always nice to Dorothy and me. Dorothy Ryan? She came to the parties with Bud. He's a friend of Steve Banner's. You have no complaint to make about this, Mr. Freiberg? He never caused you trouble of any kind? Charlie? Well, no. I told you before. That business about Steve getting mad just because Charlie told us he'd get us in the movies. Well, it was silly, that's all. Plain silly. Charlie was just helping us. How do you mean, Laura? Well, he's in Hollywood, you know. Charlie Freiberg. He has lots of connections. He just wanted to help Us get some good modeling job. That's why he took our pictures. There was nothing wrong. You continued going to these Friday night parties without the two boys, is that right? Yes, Dorothy and me. There wasn't anything wrong with it. We knew Charlie as well as they did by that time. A few bathing suit pictures, that's all. There was nothing wrong in that. Did you ever see prints of any of those pictures? Either you or Dorothy Ryan? No, but Charlie's gonna get us some. He promised he would. You know where he is now? No. He moved. I haven't any idea where he is. When's the last time you saw a Freiburg, miss? About 10 days, two weeks ago. What's this all about, Officer? You looking for Charlie? How does he usually contact you, Laura? By phone? Yeah. Usually calls. Has he called you lately? Well, I don't know. Why are you looking for him? Can't you tell me? Routine investigation, miss. Oh, I'm sorry. I don't know where Charlie is. Why can't you tell me why you want him? We want him. Why can't you give me a reason? This is one of the reasons. Laura, Would you look at this picture? Charlie took this. It's his business, Laura. That's the way his police record reads. I can't believe it. That's one reason we want Freiburg. There's lots of others. You willing to help us, Laura? He said they'd be beautiful, glamorous. They're not. You know where he stays now? No. I'll find out though. How do you mean? I've got a date with him. Supposed to meet him out on Wilshire. Wilshire and La Brea. When's that? 8 o'clock tomorrow night. You are listening to Dragnet Authentic stories of your police force in action. Compare Fatima with any other king size cigarette. 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November 8, Wednesday, 5:30pm after our interview with 17 year old Laura Osborne, policewoman Doreen states Al, Ed and I drove to the home of Laura's girlfriend Dorothy Ryan, who was also present at the motel parties given by the suspect Charles Fryberg. Her story of what had happened was essentially the same as the one we got from the Osborne girl. That night we met with the parents of both girls. They were well meaning and cooperative. They admitted their mistake was the same old story of lack of supervision and very little home life. The parents told us that they had no idea of what had been going on or the late hours that their teenage girls had been keeping. Besides promising closer supervision of the girls, they told us they would notify us immediately if the suspect Freiberg made any attempt to contact their daughters. 6:25pm we got back to the office, put in a call to Stephen Banner's home and notified his sister and brother in law that the boy was being held for further interrogation. We also notified the parents of Bud Spencer. The following morning, Ed and I went across the street to the district attorney's office, presented our case and a warrant was issued on Charles Fryberg for 702 WIC, contributing to the delinquency of a minor. At 7 o'clock that night, Ed and I staked out on a cocktail lounge near the intersection of Wilshire and La Brea. The place where the suspect had told Laura Osborne to meet him. 7:30, 7:45. We waited. Think maybe we're in business, General? What? On the corner there. Waiting for the signal to change. Dark suit, dark cast. And of course could be crossing over now. Heading for the bar. All right, let's go. Mm, no mistake. Hey fellow, hold it up. On my way. How's that, police officer? Is your name Freiberg? What? No, that's not my name. See your identification please. Yes, I've got my identification. Why? Can we see it please? Why? What do you want your identification before I haven't done anything. Let's go, mister. Talk about it downtown. Wait a minute. Just a minute. I don't want any trouble. I'll show you there. Driver's license, the rest of my stuff. Charles Freiberg. It's an old address, isn't it? Yeah, haven't had time to change it. Just got back in town. What's the matter anyway? Where are you staying? Freiberg? Place. I just got back in town. I told you that. Not staying any place yet. No connections at all. Where's your car? I don't have one. Haven't had one for a year. I sold it. Look, how about filling me in? What do you want with me? You want to step over here, Fryberg? Out of the way. All right. Just like to know what's going on, that's all. I like to see what you're carrying in your pockets. Take everything out, please, one pocket at a time. What is this, a shakedown? Do we start with your coat pockets? All right. There. Okay. All right. Now the other one. Okay. We said you don't have a car, Fryberg. No, of course not. I told you that. What are you doing with that parking ticket? We walked the suspect, Freiburg, two blocks to the parking lot listed on the claim check that he had in his coat pocket. He had black hair streaked with gray. Looked to be in his mid-50s. We questioned him on the way, but he admit nothing. We located his car in the parking lot and searched it. In the glove compartment. Besides a half a dozen photographs and small books, we found a key with a metal disc attached to it. Stamped on the disc with the words west side Studios, number 23. Fryberg refused to identify the key. He refused to admit a thing. We walked him back to our car and together the three of us headed out for the old west side street studios. Just off Jefferson Boulevard. On the way, we tried again to question the suspect. But we got nowhere. He refused to answer even the simplest questions. One look at the west side Studios and you knew right away the place had seen better days. It had been fairly prominent in the early days of motion picture making. But all that was left now was two square blocks of broken down scenery. One dilapidated sound stage and a row of weather beaten cottages. The tar paper peeling off the roofs. We got out of the car and started up the walk. The faded sign over the main gate read west side Studios, founded 1920. And down in one corner, admission by pass only. The guard shack at the gate was boarded up. No sign of a night watchman. We kept walking. How come they don't keep a watchman at the gate, Fryberg? Don't they make pictures here anymore? You bet they do. Place been going downhill for a long time. Coming back though, you do know the place, is that right? Yeah, I know it. I should know it. What do you mean by that? Nothing. You rent an office here, is that it, Fryberg? Yeah, that's right. Straight down the way there. Copy's 23. What's your job? You in some kind of movie work? Yeah, have been for 30 years. More than 30 years. That's so. You an actor, Fryberg? Haven't you ever heard the name? I'm a producer, of course. See? Why did you tell us that to start with? I don't know. Different reasons. I don't like to throw my weight around. I have a lot of connections in Hollywood, you know. That's all the trade. 30 years. I was one of the first. You can make a lot of friends in 30 years. Yeah, I guess so. How about those books we found in your car? Those pictures, how you explain them? This studio will be back on the street in a year. I'll bet $1,000 on it. This whole block here, sound stages. I got the plans for me, my desk. Not. So you have an interest in this lot? Not exactly. Not right now, anyway. I did have an interest, though. I will again. I was one of the original owners, you know. Still haven't got an explanation. How about the books and pictures we found in your car? Oh, that. Nothing to explain, is there? Just a few gimmicks I picked up. You know a boy by the name of Stephen Banner? Banner? No, I don't think so. Why? How about Bud Spencer? You know him? No. I knew a George Spencer once. Actor. That was back in the old days, though. How about Laura Osborne, Dorothy Ryan? You know them? No. It's pretty hard to say. You know, Sergeant, over the years in this business especially, you meet an awful lot of people. These are fairly recent. You ought to remember them. They're just kids. 17 year olds. No, afraid I don't recall the names. Soundstage, Bell. We got a company over there doing some shooting tonight. Television films. They make them too fast. Trade's not like it used to be. Quality, that's what we went after. Gone. Now it's all gone. West side will do it again, though. You can bet on that. We're coming back. Look, how about leveling Freiburg? You know why we picked you up? You know why we're out here? It just did. I don't know why. Jose, look across the road. That said over there. The old greenhouse there. Colonial Mansion. Weather's fatal. The colors a little. Typical old Southern mistake. Now, you know, we shot some beautiful footage there. Pictures are classic in its own right. Maybe you remember it. Moonlight Magnolias. They changed the title later. Love in the Moonlight. Beautiful thing. You ever see it? No, I don't think so. I couldn't tell you how many beauties we turned out that year. I was a young fellow then. Song and strife. Moonlight Magnolias. Little orphan girls. Sweetheart. That's your cottage there, Mr. Fryberg. What's that just down the way there? Number 23. Oh, yeah. Completely forgot about it. I hope you'll excuse the way it looks. I haven't been able to find good accommodations in town. I've been staying at the office. We have a little couch there and I sleep on that. We have the hot plate, too. Good enough to boil the coffee in the morning. How come you couldn't find space in town? Hotels like that rushed out of. Well, the ones I'm used to staying at. Yes. I'd just soon camp here at the studio than stay at one of those places downtown. Say, wouldn't you like to see the rest of the lot? Pretty interesting if you've never seen a real movie lot. I mean a high class one. We've seen them, Mr. Fryberg. We'd like to check your office. Oh, all right. This is it. Cottagers need a good coat of paint. Of course. It'll all be done pretty soon. West side is going to come back strong. You can bet on that. I guess so. Oh, watch it on that first step there. It's loose. Have to call maintenance and get that fixed. Yeah, it's all right. Well, here we are. Well, you can see the office isn't very much. What is you wanted, gentlemen? You want to check that cabinet there, Ed? I'll take a look through these cases over here. Okay. This picture here on the wall, that's the cast and the production staff of my first film. Here's the other one. Me and RZ Bernard. He autographed the picture for me. Bernard himself. Those were the days, all right. Quality. That's what we went after in pictures. Real quality. Not like today. Gone. The good days. Fine pictures. It's gone. All gone. How about it, Freiburg? These cases of books here and these photographs. Not my fault, believe me. I had to make a living. I had to make money. How do you think it feels to get cheap like that? I used to be young. I was big. I was talent. I made big pictures. How do you think it feels to get cheap all of a sudden? Cheap enough to do this kind of thing. Nobody forced you. It was your choice, mister. It wasn't my choice. You're wrong. All I want to do is make pictures. There isn't a chance anymore. Not like the old days. Any chance? Hundreds of thousands. Millions. Gone. It's all gone. Had to eat. Had to put clothes on my back. You admit you're Responsible for this? Books, pictures. You're working in the high school trade. Kids like Steve Banner, bud Spencer. After 1935, I couldn't get a job. I didn't want this. I had to do it. I'm ashamed. Who wouldn't be? I had to eat. It was the only way I had to live. There's honest jobs to be had. How about this man named Jack? He was in with me. He was my cameraman back in the old days. You can't blame him either. He had to live too. You want him to come downtown with us? Give us a statement? Yeah, it's all right. All right, anything. How about the parties? The two girls? Laura Osborne, Dorothy Ryan. I took some pictures, that's all. I didn't harm them. Nothing. Anyway, you had it wrong, Freiburg. You know that. Yeah, I know, but just to have the kids there. It made you remember the days in your life. Best days in anybody's life. That so? When you used to have money. When you used to be young. The story you have just heard was Was true. The names were changed to protect the innocent. On January 29, trial was held in Superior Court Department 87. City and county of Los Angeles, State of California. In a moment, the results of that trial. And now, here is our star, Jack Webb. Thank you, George Fennen. Friends, won't you do this for me? Compare Fatima with any other king size cigarette you'll find. Fatima's length filters the smoke 85 millimeters for your protection. Cools the smoke for your protection. Fatima's length gives you Those extra puffs 21% longer than standard cigarette size. And you get an extra mild and soothing smoke. Plus the added protection of Fatima quality. That's why I'd like you to buy Fatima. The suspects, Charles Zeman Freiberg and his accomplice Jack L. Avery, were tried and convicted on four counts of contributing to the delinquency. Delinquency of minors. 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