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Captain Frank Kelly (1:06)
25 sleeping. Sergeant Waters. Yeah, calling. How many prisoners you got there? Yeah, yeah. Well, where is it?
Paul Creedy (1:22)
Inside the bar there?
Captain Frank Kelly (1:25)
Yeah, yeah. You are by transcription in the muster room at the 21st Precinct, the nerd 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, I'll send a car around to a city. Yeah, right away. Okay, and then come on in. 21st Precinct. It 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 if 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 Kelly. I'm captain in command of the 21st. I was working my night tour 4pm to 8am it was raining hard when I came on the job and the 62 men of the 4 to 12 Platoon wore their black rubber raincoats and cap covers at the turnout. By 6pm however, the rain had stopped and when I went out for my meal, the skies were clear. At 8, I instructed Sergeant Waters on telephone switchboard duty to have a car come by the station house to take me on patrol. Then for the next two and a half hours with Patrolman William P. Coley as operator, I rode the streets of the precinct. The 490 radio motor patrol cars of the police department of the city of New York are, for obvious reasons, conspicuous appearing vehicles. They are Ford, Chevrolet and Plymouth club coupes. The lower part of the bodies are painted dark green and black, the upper part, white. The word police is lettered in several places large enough to be read a block away. At night, a red and white lighted sign also reading Police shines from the roof of each car. Consequently, a citizen in need of assistance can see a radio motor patrol car coming from some distance away. And as we drove downtown on Lexington Avenue en route back to the station house, that was the case exactly. If that fellow wants us, Captain. All right, pull in. Sir. Boy, am I glad I saw you. What's the trouble? You see that body? Yep. Well, I was in there having a beer, see? I was just minding my own business, having a beer for no reason at all. I looked around, you know. I just turned around. I'm sitting at the bar, you know. And there in the booth is this fellow and this girl. I thought he looked familiar to me, so I took another look. You know who he is? He's the guy who hanged me up three weeks ago. How do you like that? How's your blast on the job? I'm the stakes major for the independent subway. He come in and stuck me up, and here it was him. Same identical fella. I swear. Is he still in the barn? Oh, yeah. Yeah, he lives in there. I wanted to get out as fast as I could before he recognized me. I got out there to see a cop on the street or something. I didn't know what to do. I thought if I went to a phone someplace, he'd get out and get away, you know. So I just thought it best to wait outside until somebody came along. And if he came out meantime, I was gonna follow him, you know. I'm glad to see you. I didn't want to go following him when he robbed me. He had a gun this long? Suppose I followed him. He still had it on him. What's your name? Perfect. Real perfect. Where is this subway station where you were robbed? 116th Street. 116th street, facing the 8th Av. When was it? Three weeks ago. You live around here, Roy? Yeah, over there. 2nd a.m. yes. All right, let's go have a look. Calling. Yes, sir. Right with you, Clemson. Well, I'm telling you, they're in a station agent who's not gonna breathe easier tonight. Know how many of us got stuck up last couple weeks already? Yes, I know. Eleven of us older. Damn. When I seen him, I started to shake, you know? Then I kind of got my wits back about me. He's redheaded, isn't he? Yeah, he's a redhead. You know about this guy? Yeah, we know about him. What a guy. Eleven of us. Bang, bang, bang. You say he's in a booth across from the bar? Across from the bar. In the back of it, sort of, you know. He's got this girl with him, you see? I recognize him right away. Right there. All right, Ryan, you wait right here. We'll talk to him. Be careful, will you? If he's still got the gun on him. Just wait right here. Come on, cry. You watch him now. All right, cry. You keep your eyes open. I'll talk to him. Okay, Captain, There he is. Yeah.
