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Was Tuesday, August 3rd.
It was warm in Los Angeles.
We're working the day watch out on narcotics detail.
My partner's Frank Smith.
The boss is Captain Kearney.
My name's Friday.
It was 9 37 a.m. when we got to the main jail.
Felony section.
Hi John.
Friday, Smith.
What do you want?
Anderson, 302.
Anderson, 302, interview.
How's he feeling this morning, John?
I don't know.
I just checked in a while ago.
I heard he gave the fellows some trouble earlier this morning.
Guess he's pretty rocky.
Hi Anderson.
What do you guys want?
Want to talk to you.
Down this way Anderson.
Hope you guys know I don't feel so good.
Terrible night.
I hope I never have to go through any more of them.
Yeah.
You gonna do something about it?
What do you mean?
You're gonna get me out of here.
Let me shove off.
You know better than that Anderson.
Yeah.
Should have known.
You guys don't care.
You just don't know.
Hide in here.
Sit down.
You guys gotta do something for me though.
I can't take much more of it.
Can't you talk to the doctor?
Haven't given me something.
He's got it.
Just a little bit.
I tell you I'm sick.
We'll have the doctor give you some medicine Anderson.
A couple things we want to check with you.
You know what I need.
It ain't medicine.
Can't we do this later?
I tell you I don't feel good.
Can't you talk to the doctor?
Your book is Fred J. Anderson.
That's your true name?
Yeah.
Fred J. Anderson.
What's J stand for?
You have to know.
We do.
Jeremiah, my father's name.
You have any other names?
What do you mean?
You use any aliases?
No, none.
Any nicknames?
No.
You drive a car?
Yeah.
49 Ford Convert.
Who holds the pink slip on it?
I do.
You own it outright?
Yeah.
Look, do we have to go through that whole thing?
Can't you ask me later?
You guys don't believe me, but you're gonna have to.
I'm not gonna believe you.
You guys don't believe me, but you're gonna find out when I keel over.
You'll know then.
What color is the car?
Maroon.
You know the license number?
No.
Where have you lived before?
Before what?
You gave the address of 10624 Iverine Avenue.
That's what we have here.
Hollywood, is that right?
Yeah, that's where I live.
You belonged to any lodges, anything like that?
No.
You ever in the armed services?
No.
No serial number, no branch.
Look, how about knocking this off?
I'm getting tired of you guys leaning on me.
You drag me in here, ask a lot of questions.
I tell you I don't feel good.
You don't believe me.
Leave me alone.
I'm not gonna believe you.
Let me go back to my cell.
As soon as I feel better, I'll answer all your questions.
We've got a job to do, Anderson.
We didn't build this thing.
You knew what had happened when you started.
Now what's your draft number?
I don't know.
Did you register?
Sure.
Draft card in your wallet?
Yeah.
Then we can get it.
You married?
No, not now.
You were though, huh?
Yeah, a couple of years ago.
It didn't work.
My blood was too nosy.
Always wanted to know what I was doing.
Always asking questions.
Have any kids?
No.
What's your wife's name?
How do you spell that?
A-D-E-L-A-D-E.
Adelaide Morton.
Well, as you two years I ever spent.
Where she lived?
I don't know.
Lost track.
Where did she live?
Same place up on Iverine.
I moved out when we got the divorce.
I haven't seen her since.
May still be there for all I know.
How about your nearest living relative?
Yeah, how about him?
Maybe you got things wrong, Anderson.
You're booked in here on a narcotics charge.
That's pretty serious.
This isn't a game.
The sooner you realize it, the better off you're gonna be.
All right.
Nearest relative?
My brother lives in St. Paul.
I don't know the address.
I got it at home.
We don't agree on a lot of things.
I haven't seen him for a year or so.
What's his name?
Henry Alton Anderson.
That's your nearest relative?
That's what I said.
Anybody else?
No.
How about your friends?
Who are they?
That's the line.
What?
That's where I stop answering these questions.
You can maybe tie a bum rap on me, but you ain't gonna get my friends mixed up in it.
No, sir.
That's where I draw the line.
All right.
Suit yourself, Anderson.
We got a lot of time.
Got a cigarette, Joe?
Yeah.
Here you are.
Thanks.
Anderson?
Thanks.
Yeah.
Why you have to know who my friends are?
For a lot of reasons.
I don't want to embarrass them.
That's all I don't want them to have to answer a lot of silly questions.
You can see that, can't you?
Can't you?
Yeah, Anderson, we don't need to embarrass anybody.
We just thought it would help here.
Well, I won't tell you.
I don't feel well.
I don't feel well at all.
I'm not hooked anyway.
You got no right to say that.
Look at your arm.
I ain't gonna try to con you.
Sure, I tried this stuff once or twice, but that don't mean I'm hooked.
A couple of pops, that's all.
Just a couple of times.
That's not the way your arm makes it look.
You've almost run out of places to put that needle, haven't you?
Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe it was a couple of more times than I thought.
All right, now look, Anderson, I'm gonna lay this out for you.
We know there's a lot of H floating around.
Has been for the past three months, and it's high grade.
We know that you and the bunch you work for aren't too choosy who you sell it to.
Now we want the names and where you're getting the stuff.
You say you're sick now, wait a few more hours.
Wait till your stomach starts to turn over.
Wait till you can't make your hands do what you want them to.
Wait till your head starts to crack open.
You'll feel different then.
Wait and wait.
Let's take him back, Frank.
Come on.
Wait a minute.
Yeah?
You're gonna take me back to cell?
You called it.
I don't want to go back in.
Well, that's where you're going.
You're gonna call the doctor, tell him to take care of me?
He knows already he'll do what he can.
I can't go that route.
You know that iron cure.
I couldn't take it.
It'll kill me.
You should have thought of that a long time ago.
You can say that, you ain't got the habit, it's easy for you to say that, you don't know.
All right, let's go.
No, I want you gotta do something.
I told you we'd do what we could.
That ain't enough.
It'll have to do.
I told you, help me out.
Give me a hand, then I'll get over on your side.
You know, you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.
All right, tell us where you're getting the stuff.
Can't you help me out first?
The doctor will see you.
Okay.
Where do you want me to start?
Where do you get the stuff?
From a guy.
What's his name?
Paul.
Paul what?
I don't know what his last name is, just Paul.
Where do you meet him?
Hollywood.
That's a big place.
Where in Hollywood?
Different places, sometimes in the corner of Hollywood and Vine, sometimes at Highland,
once at Cherokee and Sunset, different places.
How do you know where?
He gets word to me.
How?
Guy tells me Paul wants to see me at Soho.
What's his Paul look like?
Big guy, real big.
What's he look like?
How tall is he?
Six, two, three, maybe 250.
What's his coloring?
Dark.
Looks like he's just come back from the beach, looks real tan.
You guys are gonna help me out, aren't you, after all I've done?
What colors is his hair?
Black, curly black hair.
How about it, you're gonna do me some good.
Any marks or scars on him?
Huh?
This Paul, any marks or scars on him that'll make him easier to spot?
Yeah, he's got a scar across the bridge of his nose right here.
How old is he?
Oh, I guess about 38, maybe 40.
Drive a car, do you know?
Never saw one, he always walked up on me.
See a user?
I don't think so, maybe Joy Pops once in a while, I don't think he's on his steady though.
See the boss?
Huh?
He the head man in the operation?
I don't know, I don't think so, I think he's just one of the guys.
Where'd you meet him?
Bar, downtown.
Were you introduced?
No, he just came up and started to talk to me, we got along, made a deal.
I was around trying to make a buy, get a connection.
All right, why don't you look at some pictures, see if you can point this fellow Paul out for
us.
Look, I've done my part, I told you, now you guys got a chit to pick up.
When do I get to see the doctor, when are you gonna fix me?
We'll talk to him.
That wasn't a deal.
We made no deals.
You said you'd give me a hand.
We will, the doctor will do everything he can for you, we can't promise you any more
than that.
Not much.
That's the way it is.
How's the deal, everything's on your side.
You know it and you're sure right.
Someday I'll learn it, just don't pay.
Yeah, what's that?
Never scratch a cop's back.
10.46 a.m.
We returned Fred Anderson to his cell and called a doctor for him.
For the past four and a half months, an organized gang had been selling high grade heroin.
From our informants, we learned that the drug was being made available to anyone who could
pay the price.
When we tried to stop the activities of the gang, we found ourselves up one blind alley
after another.
None of the buys we arranged took place.
Meets with the higher ups failed to materialize.
When Fred Anderson was picked up, the narcotics found on his person was of the same quality
and type that was being pushed around town.
2.34 p.m.
We picked up Anderson and took him to the city hall to look at the mug books.
He failed to identify any of the pictures.
We checked the description of Paul against the people known to have dealt in narcotics,
but failed to come up with an identification.
Anderson was returned to his cell and held pending trial for violation of the State Narcotics
Act, the felony.
4.17 p.m.
We checked back into Captain Kearney's office.
That's it, Skipper.
We're right back where we were four months ago.
Nothing at all on this Paul, huh?
Well, if there is, we haven't been able to find it.
You think Anderson's telling everything he knows about it?
No, I doubt it.
No, that description had put a hundred guys.
You got any ideas of where we go from here?
Oh, yeah, maybe.
It might not work, but it's someplace to start.
Well, let's hear it.
All right, can we take a look at the map over here?
The information we got, the main operation must be taking place someplace down around
here, around the harbor area.
Yeah.
From what we hear, the stuff's there, all right.
The problem is how to find a connection.
Well, maybe if we just lose a man down there, we thought.
Put a man down there and let him work on his own, he might be able to come up with some
answers.
Pretty risky, Joe.
That's a rough place.
I wonder if it'd be worth risking a man down there.
I don't think we got much of a choice, Skipper.
No.
Well, we figured that maybe if I went down there and let it get around that I wanted to
make a buy, a big one, maybe they'd come to me.
Why you?
Why not let me handle it?
Well, I thought that's the way we figured it.
They know you down there.
You used to work that area.
You're not in any better position, Joe.
All those walking the streets down there that you've tangled with, they're not about
to form any fan clubs for you.
Well, we tried every other way, informants, leads, every known pusher's been talked to.
Still, the stuff keeps coming in, being sold.
Where we sit, this looks like one way to get them.
All right, how are you going to work it?
Well, I figure maybe I'll check into some hotel down there, eat in the places in the
neighborhood, be seen around the bars, let it get around that I'm here from San Francisco,
want to make a buy and see what happens.
You know anything about San Francisco?
Well, I know the place pretty well.
I spent a couple of years up there when I was in the Army.
I still don't like this idea of not being able to tag you, though.
There's no other way.
I suppose so.
How are we going to know how you're making out?
Well, I'll get word whenever I can, let you know before the buy, tell you where and when.
All right, Joe, you bought a piece of it.
I'm not going to tell you what to do, you know, but take it easy.
Don't make a target out of yourself.
Remember, keep in touch with us.
Right, Schipper.
Let us know as much as you can, how do you?
Take it easy, huh, Joe?
I don't want anything to happen to you.
Yeah, well, I'm on your side there.
August 4th, 8.35 a.m., Frank and I had identification made up bearing the name Joe Arnold.
After a final talk with Captain Kearney, I went home, got my car and left for San Pedro.
6.42 p.m., I checked into a hotel on 6th Street.
The hotel, according to the information we had obtained, was near the Narcotics Distribution
Center.
8.12 p.m., I went next door to the bar.
Yeah?
Give me a beer, huh?
Eastern?
I don't care.
Okay.
That'll be 30 cents.
All right.
There you go.
Thanks.
Not much doing, huh?
No, it's pretty early on.
It's a little frantic later.
You're around here, aren't you?
Yeah, I'm just down from San Francisco.
Nice town.
I was up there a couple of years ago.
I spent a week.
I sure like it.
Yeah, it's a good place to live.
It sure seems to be.
You know, if I could get a job up there, I think I'd move up.
Yeah?
Hey, slide down, huh?
We can talk while I clean up these glasses.
Well, that is, if you don't mind.
Talk.
Oh, sorry.
Glasses.
Seems like you never get them done.
Yeah.
You down here on business?
Oh, I guess you could say that.
Sort of combined, huh?
Yeah.
Now look at that.
What's that?
I spent half the day slicing these oranges for old-fashioned
and then people don't eat them.
A lot of wasted motion.
Yeah, I guess you do.
What line of business you in?
Nothing special.
It's moving around.
Wherever I can make a buck, I stop.
I guess you'd have to call me a promoter, I guess.
Is that what you put down your income tax returns?
What?
You know, when you fill out your income tax,
it says there how you make your living.
What do you put there?
Business management.
That's good.
Business management.
Whose business you manage?
Mostly my own.
Pretty good idea for everybody, isn't it?
Three weeks passed.
I spent some time in most of the local bars and eating places.
On occasion, I'd see other officers from the narcotics detail up in L.A.
On each of these meetings, I'd have to pass them by and hope that they wouldn't show any
evidence that they knew me.
During the three weeks, I became friendly with a bartender and in the course of many
conversations I let it be known that I was in town hoping to make a substantial narcotics
buy.
At first, he appeared only mildly interested, but then he began to ask more and more questions
about my background and about the people I knew in San Francisco.
Friday, August 27th, 9.31 p.m.
All right, Joe.
How goes the battle?
I'm moving around.
That's about all I can say.
Hey, want a beer?
Yeah, fine.
Here's your 30 cents.
Not tonight, Joe.
I'm just out of the house.
Why?
What's the occasion?
I've got some good news for you, Joe.
Yeah?
Yeah, I got a friend I want you to meet.
I think he can help you make a connection.
Yeah?
Where is he?
No, look, I'm not promising anything, Joe.
The guy knows some people and might be able to help you.
Why are you so interested?
I figured maybe I can make a buck or two.
All right.
Is the guy here now?
Yeah, he's back here in the end booth.
See, the other guy.
That helps.
Which one is your friend?
The big one.
The one that follows a guy who's sitting on a scar over his nose.
Gray suit.
Come on, I'll take you back.
All right.
Nice guy, Joe.
You like him?
Well, what did you tell him?
Just that you were here from Frisco.
Said you were interested in the connection with the deal.
It was good.
You make your friends, Joe.
You know, I'm not a big fan of the guy.
You'll really like him.
Paul.
Yeah?
This is the guy I was telling you about.
Joe Arnold.
This is Paul Ginner.
Oh, hi, Joe.
Sit down.
Bring us another round, will you?
Yeah, right away, Paul.
You know what you want?
Make it snappy, huh?
Yeah, right away.
Beer, scotch, soda, and old fashioned Irish whiskey.
Yeah, that's right.
Leave the garbage out of the old fashioned.
Yeah.
Here, sit down, Joe.
Thank you.
This is Jack Potter.
You two ought to know.
That right?
Yeah, he's from Frisco, too.
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Friday, August 27th, 1046 p.m.
The bartender brought the drinks.
Paul Genter and Jack Potter started asking the questions.
From Frisco, huh?
Yeah, I'm from San Francisco.
Jack and I do some business together, real estate.
That so?
Here you're in the management business, huh?
Bartender talks a lot, don't he?
He knows who to talk to.
Tells me you're down here on business.
Yeah.
Where do you live up north?
Hyde, New Taylor.
I used to live around there.
Is that right?
Yeah.
Have you ever finished that work they were doing at the corner at Third and Market?
What's that?
The construction they were doing at Third and Market.
You know, the new dime store, they get it finished?
Yeah, they got it finished.
It's not at Third and Market.
Now, what's this all about, Genter?
What are you trying to prove?
What?
You got any questions to ask about me, ask me.
Don't ask your boy to do it here.
You want to check up on me?
Talk to somebody who's in San Francisco now.
Have them check around.
It's all there.
If you two get tired of playing games, let me know.
I got no time for them now.
I'll see you around.
Sit down, Arnold.
Yeah?
Now, read it any way you want.
You say you want to do business, I'm your boy.
We gotta be sure.
Can't take any chances.
Cops are dying to find out.
Can't let that happen, you know?
Yeah, well, if you're ready to talk a deal, let's get to it, huh?
You figure to do this business in Frisco?
San Francisco?
Yeah, that's where I figure to work.
You're out of your mind.
That town's tight on a drum.
Nobody can get under the lid.
Now, you look, I don't ask you where you'll get your real estate.
Don't tell me how to manage my business.
I want to make an investment for a client.
I got 10 grand.
That'll buy a whole tract of your lots.
Now, are they for sale or not?
It's that simple.
Well, now, you're in kind of a hurry, aren't you?
I've been here for three weeks.
I don't want to spend any more time than I have to.
When can I make the buy?
Tell you what, let's take a tour of the town, meet some friends of mine, then we can talk
about it.
No need to be in a hurry.
I gotta see it first.
I want to make sure it's the same stuff I heard about.
Where'd you hear?
A few rumbles around, high grade stuff, that's what I want.
Let's go.
Can't you call this friend?
I don't want to go traipsing all over town.
He moves around.
Sometimes it's kind of hard to find.
Besides, serves two purposes.
What's that?
Give you a chance to meet some people.
Once you get to know the town, you won't be in such a hurry to get away.
Just one thing.
Maybe I won't like your friends.
More important.
Yeah?
Maybe they won't like you.
For the next three hours, Gitter, Potter, and I visited almost every bar, nightclub,
and coffee stand in the area.
At each of the places, Gitter would ask for a man named Ainley.
When he was told that Ainley wasn't in, we'd sit and have a drink.
Gitter would call as many people as he knew over to the table, introduce them to me, and
then before we left, he'd hold a conference with them at their tables.
At several of the places, I saw men who I knew were involved in the narcotics trade,
but none of them happened to be close to Gitter.
It was obvious what Gitter was trying to do.
He was checking me with the people in the business to see if any of them could recognize
me or could give them any information about me.
Saturday morning, August 28th, 314 a.m., we stopped for breakfast.
Here, you want some sugar?
No, I take it, Mike.
Okay, how about you, Jack?
Yeah, thanks.
Looks like it might have been a wild goose chase, huh?
I don't know where Ainley could be.
Why don't you come over to Skinner?
Yeah, what do you mean?
I'm not a new boy.
You're about as subtle as a bulldozer.
What's the scoop here?
Your friends tell you anything about me?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Just looking for Ainley.
It's as phony as that look you got on your face now.
How about it?
Do I make the buy or don't I?
All right, you make the buy.
When?
I'll have it when the buy comes off.
Ten thousand.
That's right.
Okay, pick up the stuff tomorrow night.
4.30 a.m., Gitter outlined the plan for the buy.
At 7.30 that night, I was to meet him on the corner of Lebanon and Spring Streets.
He take me to Ainley, who had the plan.
5.29 a.m., I drove back to Los Angeles.
I put in a call to Frank Smith at his home and filled him in on the developments.
It was arranged for me to be spotted when I got to the corner and then to be followed
until the buy was made.
At that time, Frank and the other officers working with him would move in and take Gitter
and Ainley.
I told Frank that I'd leave my car at the corner of Sixth and Spring at noon that day.
At that time, he would place a briefcase on the back seat of the car.
In the briefcase would be packages of cut newspaper with a few ten dollar bills attached
to each stack on the outside.
I checked into a hotel down on Fifth and got some sleep.
At 7.30 p.m., August 28th, I was at the corner of Spring and Lebanon.
Hi, Arnold.
Hello, Gitter.
Where do we go?
You got the money?
In this case here.
Where's your car?
Lot around the corner.
We have to drive to the meet?
Yeah.
Come on, this way.
My car's just around the corner.
Don't worry, we'll take mine.
All right, no problem.
Makes it nice.
Want to slide in this side?
Be quicker.
All right.
Where do we have to go?
It's not far.
How come we didn't make the deal?
We're going to the meeting.
How come we didn't make the deal in Pedro?
Andy likes to do the big business up here.
More people, easier cover.
Mm-hmm.
When we first pulled away from the curb, I thought I could make out Frank and Captain
Kearney in back of us.
We drove for about an hour.
Gitter cut down every side street in the area.
Every place he drove, he kept his eye on the rear view mirror.
I was afraid he'd make the tail.
He drove out Sunset Boulevard and back down Wilshire, down Spring and over to Hope Street.
Along the way, I lost sight of Frank and Captain Kearney.
Finally, at 836, we pulled up at the corner of Spring and Lebanon.
What's the deal, Gitter?
This is where we started.
Yeah, I just wanted to make sure we didn't have a tail.
Are you satisfied now?
Yeah.
Come on in here.
This hotel here?
Mm-hmm.
Can he only do business in a rat trap like this?
He works where he has to.
Come on, it's on the second floor.
We can walk.
You sure this is the same stuff that I heard about?
We'll see.
Understand, I'm not buying any junk.
Don't worry.
What we got's good.
It's down here.
Come in.
Hello, Mr. Anley.
Mr. Gitter, is this the young man?
Yes, sir.
This is Mr. Arnold, Mr. Anley.
How are you?
Do you have the money, young man?
Yeah, it's in here.
You got the stuff?
I have, here in this case.
Looks like a doctor's bag.
It's a good place to carry it.
Doctor's bag.
Here, open a bin of yourself.
High grade, best we can get.
Yeah, it looks all right.
Fine.
Now, if we could have the money.
Here you are.
Now, if it's all right with you, I'll get out of here now.
We'd like you to wait until we count the money.
It's all there.
I don't doubt it, young man, but just to make sure so there'll be no repercussions later,
you understand?
Everything looks in order.
What are you trying to pull?
What do you mean?
What is this, Gitter?
What's the matter?
There's nothing but paper, plain newspaper.
All right, Arnold, make a move or I'll kill you.
Let me see.
What are you trying to pull?
All right, you're under arrest, both of you.
Cop, lousy cop.
That's right.
You got the shoe on the wrong foot, cop.
I'm telling you what to do.
There's men all through this building.
You won't make the front door.
How about it, Mr. Anley?
Let's take him down to Pedro.
We can get rid of him there.
It'd be better.
How about the rest of them?
He's bluffing.
You made sure you weren't followed, didn't you?
Yeah, I think so.
Did you or didn't you?
Yeah.
Then there's nothing to worry about.
Let's go.
You heard him, Arnold, whatever your name is.
Yeah.
Let's walk down, not too fast.
I'm parked out front.
Good.
That is far enough.
Come on, don't stall, don't cause any trouble.
You won't make it.
Yeah, yeah, you bet.
Come on, now move.
All right, down these stairs.
Smith, cover the other side.
Yeah.
Walker, block off that end of the hall.
Right, Captain.
You all right, Friday?
Yeah, fine.
Watch that guy, Frank.
I got him.
Hold it up.
Mr., you're not doing any place.
You fool, you stupid fool, Ginter.
Can't even lose a tail.
Okay, both of you, hands behind your back.
I told you to make sure you weren't followed.
I told you.
I'm not going anywhere.
You're a fool.
I told you to make sure you weren't followed.
I told you.
I lost him.
I know I did.
I tell you, I lost him.
All right, let's go.
Come on, let's move.
You didn't lose him.
That's enough talk.
Come on.
This guy never learned, do they, Frank?
What do you mean?
They keep lying right up at the finish, don't they?
How's that?
Well, Ginter and Ely there.
They'll be arguing all the way downtown about them losing you when you were tailing us.
Shouldn't be any argument, Joe.
We lost you someplace along Wilshire.
But you got here all right.
I thought this is the way you played it.
No, we just took a guess you might come back to your car.
Yeah, it was a pretty good guess for me anyway.
Why, we'd have gotten them sooner or later.
The story you have just heard was true.
The names were changed to protect the innocent.
On December 9th, trial was held in Department 92, 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 Veneman.
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Paul Robert Ginter and James Arthur Ainley were tried and convicted of violation of the
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They received sentences as prescribed by law.
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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.
Technical advisors, Captain Jack Donahoe, Sergeant Marty Wynn, Sergeant Vance Brasher.
Heard tonight were Ben Alexander, Whit Conner, Harry Bartell, Lee Marvin.
Script by John Robinson, music by Walter Schuman, hell give me speaking.
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