21st Precinct 55-03-16 (088) The Declaration

Summary

Podcast Episode Summary

Podcast: Harold's Old Time Radio
Episode: 21st Precinct 55-03-16 (088) The Declaration
Date: February 27, 2026
Host: Harolds Old Time Radio

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Episode Overview

This episode of "21st Precinct" takes listeners into the nerve center of a New York police precinct as officers respond to a shocking domestic homicide. Listeners follow Captain Frank Kennelly and his team through the events of a single tragic afternoon: a respected local store owner, Louis Brider, discovers his wife Ruth and another man in his home, leading to deadly violence. The episode is a gripping exploration of police procedures, emotional trauma, and the profound aftermath of violent crime within a family.

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Key Discussion Points and Insights

1. Initial Incident and Police Response

[00:00 - 03:30]

• The episode begins with a typical day for Captain Kennelly, interrupted by an urgent call about a homicide.
• The scene is set at 608 East 67th Street, where police, detectives, the medical examiner, and reporters gather.
• The initial information reveals that Louis Brider shot his wife and her male companion, Harold Shipstead. The companion is dead; Ruth Brider is barely alive.

“Just lines on a map of the city of New York... Most of the 173,000 people wedged into the 9:10 of a square mile... wouldn’t know if you asked them that they lived or worked in the 21st.”
— Captain Kennelly [01:02]

2. Crime Scene Investigation

[03:30 - 09:00]

• Captain Kennelly and officers assess the crime scene: Shipstead was shot between the eyes; Ruth was shot in the head and chest.
• Sergeant Waters discusses details: the gun used, the sequence of events, and that Brider waited for the police afterward.
• Brider’s emotional state is volatile—sometimes conciliatory, sometimes resentful.

“Every year I give a little radio from the store as a prize for the kids’ Christmas party. Isn’t that right, Captain? Every year without sales.”
— Louis Brider [07:55]

3. Exploring Motive and Family Impact

[07:00 - 11:30]

• Brider explains his motive: jealousy and feeling betrayed after 15 years of marital strain.
• Jane, Brider’s daughter, is missing; police discuss how the tragedy will affect her.

“She’s been doing this to me for 15 years. I had enough of it. I couldn’t take it anymore.”
— Louis Brider [06:15]

4. Ruth Brider’s Dying Declaration

[11:30 - 17:15]

• Detectives visit Bellevue Hospital to take Ruth’s dying statement, a crucial element for prosecution.
• Ruth insists her relationship with Shipstead was platonic, that Shipstead had come for advice on an anniversary present for his own wife.
• She recounts that her husband entered and started shooting without a word.
• Ruth reveals a pattern of jealousy and violence in her marriage.

“I swear to you, and you’ve got to believe me. There was nothing like he thought between Harold and me. ... We were just friends, that’s all. Good friends.”
— Ruth Brider [14:45]

“He would go wild. I asked the super to come up and fix a pipe... He beat me up right in front of Janey.”
— Ruth Brider [16:38]

5. Jane’s Return and Aftermath

[17:15 - 25:12]

• Jane returns, devastated, learning her mother is dying (and ultimately passes away).
• She expresses anger and confusion, torn between grief and fury at her father.

“I wish it was up to me. I just wish it was up to me.”
— Jane Brider [18:49]

“Why can’t I cry? I want to cry. I can’t cry.”
— Jane Brider [21:53]

• Officers and friends try to comfort Jane and discuss who will take care of her in the wake of the tragedy.

6. Concluding Moments

[23:03 - 25:12]

• The episode ends with Jane confronting her father, expressing her anger and heartbreak directly to him.
• Captain Kennelly reflects on the randomness and tragedy found in everyday lives, highlighting the emotional cost of crime and policing.

“Well, Mr. Brider, a lot of people get what they don’t deserve.”
— Captain Kennelly [25:12]

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Notable Quotes & Memorable Moments

• Louis Brider’s Breakdown:
  “I just wasn’t gonna let her get away with it anymore, that’s all.” [06:15]

• Ruth’s Dying Declaration:
  “He started shooting. Shot at Harold. And he shot at me.” [15:57]
  “He would go wild… He beat me up right in front of Janey.” [16:38]

• Jane’s Heartbreak:
  “I want to tell him what a mistake he made. I want to tell him how good she was to me and to him and to everybody.” [22:34]

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Important Timestamps

• Initial Call & Scene Setup: [00:03 - 03:30]
• Brider’s Motive & Arrest: [06:00 - 09:00]
• Ruth Brider’s Dying Declaration: [12:13 - 17:13]
• Jane Learns the Truth: [18:12 - 23:00]
• Jane Confronts Her Father: [23:03 - 25:12]

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Episode Tone and Style

True to golden age radio drama, the episode is presented with a documentary-like seriousness: tense, methodical, and deeply human. Characters often express their feelings in direct, emotional dialogue. Police procedure is treated with gravity, illustrating not just crime, but its destructive effects on families and the officers involved.

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Summary for New Listeners

This episode of 21st Precinct serves as a powerful dramatic snapshot of mid-century policing, family tragedy, and the consequences of violence. Listeners follow each step: from the shocking discovery, through careful police work and witness testimonies, to the raw pain of those left behind. The drama balances methodical investigation with the emotional devastation wrought by jealousy, grief, and regret—anchored by memorable performances and grounded, realistic dialogue. For anyone interested in classic radio’s approach to human drama and law enforcement, this episode is a riveting listen.

Transcript

[A]

20. Police briefing, Sergeant Waters. Now, wait a minute. Just a second. Where is it? Where? Yeah, yeah. What apartment number? Now, what's the trouble there? You what? You are in the muster room at the 21st Precinct, the nerve center. A call is coming through. You will follow the action taken pursuant to that call from this minute until the final report is written in the 124 room at the 21st Precinct. All right, you just stay right there. I'll send the officers right over. Yeah, right away. All right. 21st Precinct. It's just lines on a map of the city of New York. Most of the 173,000 people wedged into the 9:10 of a square mile between Fifth Avenue and the east river wouldn't know if you asked them that they lived or worked in the 21st. Whether they know it or not, the security of their homes, their persons and their property is the job of the men of the 21st Precinct. The 21st. 160 patrolmen, 11 sergeants and four lieutenants, of whom I'm the boss. My name is Kelly. Frank Kennelly. I'm captain in command of the 21st. It was Saturday and I had been off the job since 8am I arrived home a little after 9 and found Ellen in the kitchen having breakfast. I sat down at the table, had a cup of coffee with her and at 10 minutes to 10, Ellen left to go shopping and I went into the bedroom and got undressed. I read the morning papers for a few minutes, finally put them aside and fell asleep. It must have been several hours later that I heard a bell ringing in the distance. It was the telephone now. All right. Hello, Captain? Camille? Yes. Lieutenant Snyder, captain. Oh, yes, lieutenant. What do we got? Not a bad homicide, captain. Yeah, Another fellow who runs that appliance store there on Lex. The one who gives the radio every year for the kids. Christmas party. Boot rider. Yeah. Well, was he killed? No, sir. He went home after lunch, found a guy there with his wife, shot him both. Oh, the ambulance hasn't gotten there yet, but Sergeant Waters just rang in from the scene. Harry thinks the man's dead, but the wife appears to be alive. Well, what about Bryder? We got him. He was sitting there on the couch, waiting. All right, who sent a car to me? Lieutenant? Yes. Hey, what's the address there? 608 East 67, Captain. Okay, I'll find the car right out for you. Yeah. By the time I shaved, dressed and had another cup of coffee the car sent by the desk officer, Lieutenant Snyder, was in front of the house. I went outside, got in, and we drove to Manhattan, across the Triborough Bridge, down the Franklin D. Roosevelt Drive, along the east river, and finally to the scene of the homicide at 608 East 67th Street, a modern and fairly well kept apartment house. On the street in front of the building were parked two sector cars of the 21st, the sergeant's car, the detective squad car, the morgue wagon, and what I presumed to be two or three other departmental vehicles. I got out of my car and instructed the operator, Patrolman Farrell, to ring into the desk officer for further instructions. Then I crossed the sidewalk, walked past a small crowd of curious citizens who had gathered, and through the door to the building where patrolman Vaccaro, who had been posted there, saluted me. Inside, I headed directly for the self service elevator. All right, watch it coming off there. Yep. Oh, hello, Captain. Sergeant. All right, come on with that litter. Swing it around sharp. There. All finished up there, Sergeant. Well, he is, Captain. All right, go on. You're okay now. The medical examiner's been here and gone. What about the wife? Tell of you, Captain, she's still alive. Hammer it out there. I'm going upstairs with the captain. Okay. That's right. Go ahead, Captain. All right. How bad is she? I can't figure how she's still alive, Captain. One on her head and one on the chest. And it wasn't a pop gun. Used a.38 automatic he keeps in the store. Who's up there now? Lt. King and his detectives and some men from the homicide squad about getting finished up. Where's Brighter? He's still upstairs. Lt. King is talking to him. Did he say why he did it? Yes, sir. Said he was tired of running around with other men. He wanted to put a stop to it and permanently? Yes, and I guess that's what he had in mind. Oh, well. Right there, Captain. All right, young man, what are you here for? Get those people out of the hall. Go ahead, Kemp. This is where the man's body was, Right here in the coffee table and the couch. One shot got him right between the eyes. Yep. The wife was over here. Ryder apparently went after the man first. Wife tried to get away. He caught up with her right here. Looks like she was dodging him around the dining room table. He fired at her from this side of it. She fell down over there against the sideboard. Any children, Sergeant? Yes, sir. There's a girl about 17. Where is she? We don't know. We think she's out with some friends this afternoon. What's the dead man's Name? Got an identification on him yet? Yes, sir. According to the cards in his pocket, he was Harold Shipstead, 864 Crowell Avenue in the Bronx. 43 years old. I see. Where's Lieutenant King? Where's Lieutenant King? He's in the kitchen. All right, come on. Well, I got a permit. Well, Lieutenant, I got a permit to keep it in store. Doesn't give you a license to kill people with it. Hello, Captain. Lads. Captain Wood. I know, Durden. I just wanted you to know I've got a permit to have the gun in the store. It got stuck up once a couple of years ago, and I applied. Hello, Captain. Mr. Brighter. I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble. I went out of my head, I guess. You know how you can get. Something bothers you on your mind. I just wasn't gonna let her get away with it anymore, that's all. She's been doing this to me for 15 years. I had enough of it. I couldn't take it anymore. Did you know how ship's dents? Sure, I know. She's been running around with him two or three years. I told her. I told her if I ever caught them together, she'd know what to expect. How'd you know I was here? Don't worry about that. I got friends in this building. One of my friends called me. Who was that? Never mind. Was it a neighbor? Somebody on this floor? Never mind who it was. You got your gun and came home. Yeah. I told her what would happen. I warned her plenty of times. What did you see when you opened the door? I saw them over there going. Sitting there, having a drink. You saw the glasses? Him coming over here in the middle of the day and drinking with her while I'm slaving away in the store trying to make a buck. That's what bumped me up more than anything. I hate to be made. A sucker. Huh? That's what they were doing to me. They were playing me for a chump. For years she'd been playing me for a chump. Well, I'll tell you something. I just wasn't gonna take it anymore, so I was doing. Listen, do you mind if I get a drink of water? I won't try nothing, I promise you. Go ahead. Sergeant, you better get some of these men back on patrol. Okay, Captain. Right away. All right. The glasses are in the captain. Go ahead. Anybody else? No. How is she? Do you know my wife? We haven't heard yet. You'll keep me informed, won't you? I want to be kept informed. We'll keep you informed here. That's good. You sure? Nobody else? You're perfectly welcome, you know. I've got nothing against you fellas. I guess not. 15. You, detective, are you sure? Positive. Captain will tell you I'm a great friend of the cops. Every year I give a little radio from the store as a prize for the kids Christmas party. Isn't that right, Captain? Every year without sales. Yes, that's Right. Sit down, Mr. Brighter. Listen, I think there's some cold beer in the ice box. Would anybody like a can of cold beer? Sit down. All right. I just wonder if somebody did. You know, the whole thing is just catching up with me. I'm beginning to get a little bit shaky.

[B]

Look at that.

[A]

I'm nervous all over. I'm never like that. I'm steady as an arrow. Usually. I like to get out of here, that's what's doing. And hanging around here. We'll be going to the station houses on the. As soon as the detectives get finished up in here. We're waiting for somebody from the District Attorney's office to come. What do you need somebody from the District Attorney's office for? The way we handle things. Oh, excuse me, ma'. Am. You. You have a daughter, don't you, Mr. Brighter? Yeah, we do. What's her name? Janie Jane. How old is she? She'll be 17. It's got all about her. What you gonna say? You think she'll blame me? I mean, she ought to understand my position. Where is she? You know, I don't know. In school, I guess. Today is Saturday. Oh, yeah. Yeah, that's right. Well, sometimes she goes down to Times Square on Saturday afternoon with some friends. Go to a movie together, you know, Bunch of girls. What time would you expect her home? I don't know. She'd come home before supper, usually. Listen, let's call it at the station house now. I don't want to be here when she comes. You have any relatives we can notify to come take care of her? Me? No, I got nobody. Does your wife? Well, she's got a sister in Syracuse. But I don't see what you have to tell her for. Well, somebody's got to take care of the girl. What's the matter with me? I can take care of her. You'll be kind of busy, Mr. Brighter. Even when the perpetrator is arrested immediately, a homicide investigation is conducted in a detailed and exacting manner as described in the manual of Procedure. After the victim has been pronounced dead by an ambulance surgeon, the medical examiner of The City of New York is notified. In the meantime, detectives of the precinct squad and the homicide squad of the borough are on the job. A photographer takes pictures of the body and of the scene from every possible angle. The ranking superior officer of the Detective division present dictates a complete description of the scene to a homicide squad stenographer. In cases such as the one at hand, where a victim is critically wounded, detectives have an additional arduous task to perform. At 3:20pm Lt. Matt King, commander of the 21st Detective Squad and Detective Ellis P. Woods drove downtown to Bellevue Hospital, went to the emergency section in Building I and walked down the corridor with the resident surgeon in attention. Strangely enough, Lieutenant, it's not a head wound we're so concerned about at the moment. Oh, no. No, sir. The penetrating wound of the chest has caused a hemothorax collection of blood in the pleural cavity. Yeah, I know. That's a gentleman down there. Well, we've got it. Just a second, doctor, before we go in. You think it's pretty hopeless? Yes, I'd say so. If she lives with the day, I'd be surprised. Now, you can appreciate that these dying declarations are rather difficult to handle. Oh, yes. But as I said, she told me herself she knew she was going to die. You sure of it? All right. This detective is going to take everything down in writing. I hope you'll be able to understand what she says. She has a drain up to her nose, you know. We'll manage all right. Winning? Yes, sir. Go ahead. Hello, Mrs. Brider.

[B]

Doctor.

[A]

Mrs. Brider, these two men are detectives Lieutenant King and Detective Wood. Hello, Mrs. Brighter. The doctor tells me you don't believe that you'll recover. What? The doctor says that you don't believe you'll get well.

[B]

No, I don't think I will. I know I'm going to die.

[A]

What do you say, doctor?

[B]

He doesn't have to say anything. I know. You don't have to tell me, doctor.

[A]

You're right, Mrs. Brighter. I don't think you'll recover.

[B]

No, I won't.

[A]

Mrs. Brighter, I'd like you to make a statement about what happened at your house this afternoon. Well, I'd like you to tell us what happened. Would you be willing to do that? Truthfully?

[B]

Yes. All right. If you want.

[A]

All right. Woody. Yes, sir. What is your Name?

[B]

Ruth Brider. Mrs. Ruth Brighter.

[A]

Where do you live, Mrs. Brider?

[B]

What?

[A]

Where do you live?

[B]

608 and 67.

[A]

In Manhattan?

[B]

Yes, in Manhattan.

[A]

Do you. Do you now believe that you were about to Die?

[B]

Yes.

[A]

Have you any hope of recovery from the effects of the injury you received?

[B]

No, I don't.

[A]

Are you willing to make a true statement of how and in what manner you came to the injury from which you are now suffering?

[B]

I didn't understand that.

[A]

Are you willing to make a true statement of how and in what manner you came to the injury from which you are now suffering?

[B]

Yes, I have.

[A]

Tell us, please, in your own words. Exactly what happened in your apartment this afternoon.

[B]

My husband came home and shot us, Harold and I.

[A]

What is Harold's full name?

[B]

Harold Shipstead.

[A]

Does he live at 864 Crowell Avenue in the Bronx?

[B]

Yes.

[A]

How long have you known Harold Shipstead? Harold? Yes.

[B]

About three years, I guess. I swear to you. I swear to you, and you've got to believe me. There was nothing like he thought between Harold and me.

[A]

All right, Mrs. Brady, you have to take it a little bit easier.

[B]

It was nothing. We were just friends, that's all. Good friends.

[A]

How did he happen to be at your house today?

[B]

He called on the telephone. He said he wanted to see me.

[A]

What about?

[B]

About a present for his wife. An anniversary present.

[A]

You were friendly with his wife as well as him?

[B]

Very friendly. He's my best friend. My best friend in the world.

[A]

What did you do when he got there?

[B]

He sat in the living room. We were having a beer, talking. You know, just talking.

[A]

Were you and Harold Shipps dead together when your husband came home?

[B]

We were in the living room.

[A]

What happened when your husband came home?

[B]

He started shooting. Shot at Harold. And he shot at me.

[A]

Did he say anything, My husband? Yes. No.

[B]

He was just shooting, that's all.

[A]

Had there ever been trouble between you and your husband before?

[B]

Trouble? He had trouble all the time. Jealous. Jealous over nothing. Man couldn't look at me and he started fight.

[A]

Has he ever threatened to do anything like this before?

[B]

Threaten? He would go wild. I asked the super to come up and fix a pipe under the sink. He beat me up right in front of Janey. Beat me up.

[A]

That's your daughter, Jane.

[B]

Where is she? Why hasn't Janie been here? Aren't you going to let me see her?

[A]

Yes, Mrs. Rider. As soon as we locate her. All right, Lieutenant? Dead, sir. I think that ought to be over now. All right.

[B]

Don't leave me, please. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to be alone.

[A]

I'll send a nurse in.

[B]

Mrs. Browning, please. Please send someone in. I don't want to be alone.

[A]

She'll be right in. Okay. Woody.

[B]

Yes, sir, don't forget.

[A]

I won't. Okay. Been a rough job, Lieutenant. Part of it isn't pleasant. Shall I get that written up and bring it back down here? Lieutenant, maybe we can get a signature. You can try. Isn't the signature necessary? Not on a dying declaration. As long as there are witnesses. That's really important. You've got your man. Well, the District attorney thinks it's important if he wants to make a case of first degree murder. Lieutenant, I think this must be the daughter coming with Sergeant Waters. No, I am. Hello, Lieutenant. Hi, Woody. Sergeant, this is Jane Rudder.

[B]

Where's my mother? I want to see my mother.

[A]

This is the doctor. Who's taking care of her? Janie.

[B]

Oh, is he? Is he all right?

[A]

I'm not gonna lie to you, miss. She's pretty bad.

[B]

Oh, my God. Dear God.

[A]

Like to go in, see her?

[B]

Yes. Can I? I mean, is it all right?

[A]

It'll be all right. Just a second. Yes? You know how this happened, Janie?

[B]

Yes, I know. Because it was my father. What are you going to do to him?

[A]

I'm not going to do anything to him. That's up to the courts.

[B]

I wish it was up to me. I just wish it was up to me.

[A]

Lt. King returned to the station house to continue the investigation. In the meantime, I had also gone there in the company of the police commissioner and the chief inspector of the department, who had come to the scene of the homicide for a firsthand report on the crime. At the station house, I went upstairs with them to the 21st Detective Squad, where they sat in on the questioning of the confessed killer, Louis Brighter, by an assistant district attorney. During the course of the questioning, we received word from Bellevue that Mrs. Brighter had died. Died while her daughter was in the room. When the high brass were ready to leave the station house, I came downstairs to the muster room with them. They signed the blotter and left the precinct. After they had gone, I went into my office to glance at some of the reports on my desk before I, too, went home. Yes, Come in. Can I see you a minute, Captain? Yes, come in. Sergeant. Yes, sir. I've got that reinvestigation report on that LD80 you asked me to check out. Yeah. Said you wanted it as soon as possible. I can have the clerical man type it up right away if you want to send it down to the license division this afternoon. No, that's all right, Sergeant. I won't be able to put an endorsement on it until tomorrow anyway. Yes, sir. Well, I was at Pretty sad case over there this Afternoon. And Homicide. Yeah, he died, you know. Yeah, so I hear. Well, just a second, sergeant. I guess it. Excuse me. 21st Precinct. Captain Canali. Lieutenant King. Captain. Yes, Matt? Captain Woody just came in with that brighter girl. He rang upstairs from the muster room. Yeah, we were just about starting downstairs with her father to book him. Can she wait in your office for a few minutes? I don't think they ought to run into each other just yet. All right, Max. Sure. Are there any provisions being made to take care of her? Yes, there's some friends in the family are coming here for her. The assistant DA wants to take her statement first. All right, Max. You can sit in here. I'm leaving anyway. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. How many more of those LD 80s have you got to investigate, Sergeant? Just one more, captain, besides the one I completed today. All right, let's get them in. Yes, sir. I'll finish up on the other one tomorrow. Yes, come in. Lt. King said it would be all right to wait in here, captain. Yes, that's all right, Woody. Come on in. Come on, Jenny.

[B]

All right, I'm coming.

[A]

This is Captain Finelli. Hello, Jenny. Why don't you sit right down there? Yes. Yes, I'll see you tomorrow, captain. Or shut the door, will you, sergeant? Yes, sir. You can sit down, James.

[B]

Thank you.

[A]

All right.

[B]

I'm sorry. Will you tell me something?

[A]

Well, I'll try.

[B]

Why can't I cry? I want to cry. I can't cry.

[A]

You will. Give yourself a chance.

[B]

I should, I know it. But I can't. I tried her at the hospital and I tried her in the car, and I couldn't, could I?

[A]

No, you couldn't.

[B]

Where is he? Where's my father?

[A]

I don't know. I don't know where he is.

[B]

Is he here, captain?

[A]

Well, it's no use lying to you, Janey. He's here. He's upstairs.

[B]

I want to see him. I've got to see him.

[A]

You'll see him later.

[B]

I want to tell him what a mistake he made. I want to tell him how good she was to me and to him and to everybody. The only thing that was wrong with her, he was too good. I want to tell him what a mistake he made.

[A]

Well, I think he knows that I

[B]

want to see him now.

[A]

Jeannie, things are bad enough. Don't make them worse.

[B]

It couldn't be any worse. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I just don't know.

[A]

Look, there's no use in my telling you that everything will work out all right. We both Know that everything's pretty bad. But a lot of people are going to try and help you. Take my advice, Janie. Let them.

[B]

I want to talk to him. I want to tell him what he's done now, Jenny. What he's done to me and to her and to everybody. I want to tell him I feel like killing him. That's how I feel. Like killing him.

[A]

You don't feel that way.

[B]

I know how I feel. You can't tell me how I feel.

[A]

Nobody knows at all. Well, right now I think you'll feel a little bit better. I'll see you, Woolie. Yes, sir. You take care of her. Yes. 21st place in Sergeant Waters. That's B R I, B E R. No middle name. Isn't that right, Mr. Pryor? May be out of line for you, Lieutenant Snyder. No middle name. Just a second, Matt. Yeah. Hello, Captain. Matt. Go ahead, Lieutenant. Thanks for his precinct. Lieutenant Snyder. Captain. As many times as you've been to my stone, as many times as I've been here. Hold on. I never thought anything like this would happen to me. Never. Well, I don't think any of us did. I shouldn't have done it. I admit. I know I shouldn't have done it. When things pile up inside of you, they pile up through you. You've got to do something. Give me a minute, man. Okay. Don't move around, Mr. Pryder. Just stand right there. Sorry. Janie. Janie, come back here. I want to see him. You were supposed to keep her in there, Wood. You rare enough, Captain. I'm sorry, Janie. I know what I did to you. I'm sorry. Please don't hate me.

[B]

I want to, though I should. But I don't think I can.

[A]

Thank you, Jenny. Thank you. I don't know why you're so kind to me. I don't deserve it. Well, Mr. Brighter, a lot of people get what they don't deserve. 21st Precinct, Sergeant Waters. Yeah, that's right. A verification of ownership is what we want. Connecticut registration, 3T152. What do you have to do? Teletype to Hartford or someplace, or what's the delay? And so it goes around the clock through the week, every day, every year. A police precinct in the city of New York is a flesh and blood merry go round. Anyone can catch the brass ring, or the brass ring can catch anyone. 21st Precinct. A factual account of the way the police work in the world's largest city is presented with the official cooperation of the Patrolman's Benevolent association, an organization of more than 20,000 members of the Police Department. City of New York. Everett Sloane in the role of Captain Kennelly. Ken lynch as Lieutenant King. Harold Stone as Sergeant Waters. Featured in tonight's cast were Elspeth Eric, Lola Peyser, Bill Lipton, Santa Sortega and P.J. sidney. Written and directed by Stanley Nist. Art Hannah Speaking.