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Ladies and gentlemen, the story you're about to hear is true.
The names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Drag men.
You're a detective sergeant.
You're assigned a homicide detail.
On the way back to the office, you receive a call.
It's about an attempted suicide.
You're in the immediate vicinity.
Your job? Check it out.
Drag men. 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, Drag men is the story of your police force in action.
It was Tuesday, March 24th. It was windy in Los Angeles.
We were working the night, watch out a homicide detail.
My partner's Frank Smith, the boss is Captain Norman. My name's Frank.
We were answering an ambulance follow-up, attempted suicide.
It was 11.52 p.m. when we got to 22.96 Whitworth Drive.
Front door.
The place is sure to learn that.
Better try it again, huh?
Yeah.
You the police?
Yes, ma'am. Mr. Frank Smith, my name's Frank.
Come on in.
Come on in.
He's in there to study.
Who is it?
Colonel Hamlin.
Are you Mrs. Hamlin?
Yes.
The door is locked.
Hamlin.
Hamlin.
Come on up the door.
He has a gun so he was going to kill himself.
Yes, ma'am.
Is there another key to this door?
No.
Well, give me a hand, Frank. I'll try to force him.
Yeah.
Wait a minute, wait a minute. Let's try it this way.
Come on.
This isn't going to give.
No. There's another way into the room, ma'am.
No, this is the only door.
How about windows?
What?
Windows leading into it.
Yes, off the gun porch.
Came in here drunk because of the scene.
Down this way?
Yes.
Just the window here?
Yes, please.
Can you see anything?
No, let me have a glance.
Yeah, here we go.
Yeah.
Let me see him there on the floor.
Can't you do something? He might still be alive.
Oh, the screen's locked.
You got something to cut it with?
Just a minute.
Try these keys.
That's got it.
Good.
Okay.
See if we can get the window.
Yeah.
I'm going to have to break this, ma'am.
Why don't you care as long as you get to him?
All right.
I'm going to hold the life for him.
Yeah.
You better stand back, ma'am.
Where?
Oh, it's hurt.
Can you reach the latch from there?
Wait a minute.
Yeah, I think so.
Yeah, I got it.
I'll give you a hand in there.
Can you see if it's still alive?
Just a minute.
We'll have to get out of the room first, ma'am.
All right.
All right.
All right.
Can you reach the latch from there?
Wait a minute.
I think so.
Yeah, I got it.
I'll give you a hand in there.
Can you see if it's still alive?
Watch your step there, John.
Yeah.
All right, come on.
I'll give you a hand.
All right.
Thanks.
As soon as the ambulance gets here,
will you show the attendant how to get in?
Yes, can you tell if he's alive yet?
No, ma'am.
Not yet.
I'm going to get the door.
I'll check the victim.
Yeah.
How about it?
No, we better have the attendant look at him.
Uh-huh.
Take a look at that.
I want to be couldn't force the door.
The chair is locked and loaded.
It must have wanted real privacy.
It looks like he's got it now.
That's the room right there.
Yes, ma'am.
Hi.
Hi.
That's bad.
That's bad.
That's bad.
You want to wait in there, ma'am?
I didn't think he'd wait for us.
How about it?
Just a minute.
No, nothing.
He's dead.
That is why?
Yeah.
I'm sorry I have to do this, ma'am,
but there are a couple of things I've got to know.
You want to get me his full name?
God, Hanlon.
His age?
43.
Does he live here?
No.
We had a house over in Bronson, 947.
He has to go through all this.
No, that's almost Hanlon.
I get the rest of it, ma'am.
Right?
Yeah.
You want to finish up here?
Sure.
So wrong.
God, that is so wrong.
Yes, ma'am.
Anything we can get for you?
No.
Do you want to go in the other room and sit out?
No, that's better.
Do you like to call your doctor for you?
I've already called him from my mother.
He's on the way over.
What does she know?
The bedroom she's laying down.
I don't think I've been in shock for it.
That's bad, ma'am.
I understand.
When I talked to it, he said,
for me to give her one of the stills he prescribed.
It's supposed to make her sleep.
You could have talked to her.
Yes, we probably will.
I hope you won't have to do it tonight.
The whole thing's been a terrible shock to her.
She's not too well anyway.
I will try to avoid upsetting her any further.
I'd appreciate it more than I could tell you.
All right, ma'am.
A few questions we've got to ask if you feel up to answering them.
I might as well get over with.
What do you want to know?
Do you want to tell us what happened?
Well, Carl came over tonight drunk.
He's got a big scene.
Your husband doesn't live here, then.
No, we're separated.
Last night.
Who was here when the shooting took place?
The mother and myself.
Anybody else living here?
No, just a two of us.
All right.
What time did Mr. Hamlin get here?
I'm not sure I was your sleep.
I beg your pardon.
I wouldn't sleep.
I don't know.
You weren't expecting him, then.
No.
Last time I thought I might told him to leave me alone.
That I'd get a court order if I had two.
No.
We've been separated about a week this time.
This isn't the first time.
No, they've been other times.
This was the worst.
I told him I was finished, but I didn't want anything more to do with him.
He's been calling.
Here, where I worked, most of the time he was drunk.
I kept asking for reconciliation thing out.
So how he wasn't asking me to take him back.
No.
I'm not blaming it all on him.
I know time of it was magical.
All right.
You want to go on?
He called me this afternoon.
He had to see me.
And it all worked out that we could get back together again.
I told him I didn't want to see him.
I burned the stairway.
You.
I came home and told my mother about it.
I'd curl my show up, but if he did, I didn't want to see him.
Oh, of course.
Trying to have expected him to show up, but he didn't.
I went to bed after the 1030 news.
My mother stayed up to read.
First I knew there was anything wrong when I heard the shot.
I got up and came right downstairs.
My mother was standing in front of the study door.
She told me the car was in sight.
They shot himself.
I tried to call him.
First I thought he was playing some kind of a joke.
No.
My mother said she'd heard the car fall down in the room.
I called you right away.
Joe.
Yeah.
What do you got?
DOA slip.
I'll put in a call to the photo lab in the corner.
I checked the gun's 38 revolver.
One shot fired.
That fits for the story I just got from his wife.
I'll make the call something.
I wonder if I could use your phone, Mrs. Hammer.
What?
I'd like to use your phone, please.
Oh, it's in the hall.
Table there.
Thank you.
Did your mother tell you what happened?
Yes, in a way.
How do you mean that?
She's always 70, Sergeant Friday.
Things like this isn't easy to go through at that age.
My mother and Carl didn't get along.
He always said that she caused the trouble between us.
He told me a couple of times that she'd keep her nose out of our business.
We might be able to get along.
Uh-huh.
What if it be possible for us to talk to her?
You have to.
Yes, ma'am, we do.
I'll go see.
All right, thank you.
Crew's on the way, Joe.
It's going to be more policeman out here.
Yes, ma'am.
We'll try to make it as brief as possible.
I'd appreciate it.
We'll do everything we can.
I'll go get my mother.
Thank you.
She gave you the story.
I have as much as she knew.
What do you mean?
Well, she says she wasn't in the room at the time.
Her mother saw it happen.
Oh.
Did you turn anything in the other room?
Mm-hmm.
Since we get a statement from the mother in the corner,
it gets here waiting to shove off.
Yeah.
Can you sit over here, mother?
Yes, dear.
These men want to ask you some questions.
This is my mother, Mrs. Gailer, Sergeant Friday.
This is Officer Smith.
How do you do, ma'am?
All right, ma'am.
How do you do?
We'll try to make this as brief as possible, Mrs. Gailer.
Just a couple of questions we've got to ask.
You go right ahead.
If you get tired, mother, you tell them
they'll stop.
Yes, dear.
And what time did your son-in-law get here tonight?
I'm not sure.
I think it was about 11.30.
Uh-huh.
No, I told him Mr. Hamlin might be coming over.
But that time and night,
you hardly expect anybody to come calling.
Would you?
No, ma'am.
He did.
He always was doing something to one else, dear.
I think he just sat around and tried to figure things to do
that was different.
Mm-hmm.
Like tonight, came in drunk.
He yelled about how he wanted to have a showdown.
I didn't know what he was talking about.
Started to yell at me, told me how the split-up was my fault.
Started to curse at me.
I'm 33, Mr. Friday.
I've seen a lot of things.
And a lot of people.
There's not anybody who can talk to me like that.
I told Mr. Hamlin, told him to get out of the house.
That's when he pulled this gun out of his pocket.
Yes, ma'am.
He had it right in his coat, the outside pocket.
I told him.
I said, Mr. Hamlin, you just stop this foolishness and get out of here.
That's what I said to him.
Oh, ma'am.
He just looked at me and said, yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?
Those are the exact words that he told me how he's going to kill himself to show me.
Mm-hmm.
I thought it was some kind of dramatic.
The Hamlin was that kind, you know, always play acting around.
That's true.
Not this time.
Next thing I know, he run into study and locked the door.
After that, there was a shot and I heard him fall down.
Right then, when Nora came in through him.
Oh, Mr. Geller.
I think we have all the information we need now.
Okay, if I go to bed, then.
Yes, ma'am.
Right now.
Good night, then.
You want to help me here?
Yes, ma'am.
I'll be right with you.
I'll be waiting up for you.
You're Friday.
Yes, ma'am.
Anything more you want to know about Mr. Hamlin?
I'll tell you.
No, I don't think there'll be anything else, ma'am.
If there is, I'll tell you.
All right.
Thank you, Ms. Geller.
I'll be in my room, though.
All right, ma'am.
I'll be right there.
Taking this lot better than I thought she would.
Ms. Hamlin.
Yes.
Did your husband ever talk about suicide before?
Yes, several times.
Just this last week, I thought he was being dramatic again.
I didn't pay much attention to him.
It's so hard to tell if he was drunk or if he really meant something.
Well, he is.
We were married.
I don't think he was ever really serious.
You got it wrong, haven't you?
Mm-hmm.
He was this time.
One-fourteen, ma'am.
The photographer got to the house and took pictures of the room.
The coroner removed the body to the county morgue,
and at 2.37 a.m., Frank and I left the house.
We went back to the office and filled out the 3.11.1 form,
listing the death of Carl Martin.
Hamlin is a suicide.
Frank called the coroner's office to find when we could get the results of the autopsy.
They told us we'd have the necessary information like that afternoon.
3.18 a.m., we signed out of the office and went home.
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At 10.50 in that morning we got a call from Ray Pinker.
He asked us to come right over to the crime lab.
We'll run the routine check this morning.
Came up with a couple of things I think you'd like to know.
All right, we got it.
Yeah, take a look.
This is the bullet we fired from the gun found in the victim's hand.
Yeah.
Oh, there.
You can see it weighs 130 grains.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, this is the bullet that killed the man.
Take a look.
That's all out of shape.
Mm-hmm.
Did you see anything else?
Well, it looks all right to me.
Yeah, what are you building, Ray?
Well, check this one pretty carefully.
I made sure that all of it was here.
You know, that none of the led have been shared off my bone tissue.
No.
Not missing.
It's complete.
Yeah.
Now, take a look.
Yeah, let me put this one on the scale.
Now, check it yourself.
95 grains, yeah.
35 grains difference.
Let me show you something else here.
I figured the length of both bullets, they don't check out either.
What's it mean, Ray?
The bullet that killed Hamlin's a 380.
It's a European calibration.
The gun he had in his hands, a 38 revolver.
Yeah.
380's automatic ammunition.
Still.
This fellow Hamlin pulled a pretty neat trick.
Well, what do you mean, Ray?
He killed himself with a bullet that couldn't possibly be fired from the gun he was holding.
Huh.
Something sure out of place.
Yeah.
Might as well tear off the forms you filled out on this one.
No suicide.
You got to find a mother gun.
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1112 AM.
Frank and I along with Ray Pinker left the crime lab and we drove out to see Nora Hamlin.
From the physical evidence on hand, the way the door had been locked and the fact that the windows had been bolted from the inside,
it appeared unlikely that anybody could have left the room after Carl Hamlin had been shot.
Yet from the information we've gotten from Pinker, there had to be another gun involved in the killing.
1124 AM.
We got to the house and went more drive.
Good morning.
I didn't expect to see you back so soon.
You want to come in?
Yes, ma'am.
Miss Hamlin, this is Mr. Pinker's from our crime lab.
Ray Miss Hamlin.
Nice to know you, Mr. Pinker.
How do you do?
Are there some more questions you have to ask?
Yes, ma'am, that's right.
What if we could take another look at the study?
Sure.
Didn't the man who were here last night get what they needed?
Well, we'd just like to check it again with Mr. Pinker here.
Uh-huh.
Well, you know where it is.
How's your mother feeling this morning?
She had a good sleep.
The doctor gave her a sedative. She's still in bed.
We'll try not to disturb her.
Well, you go ahead with what you have to do.
I'm trying to get the house in order.
If anything you want, I'll be across the hall.
Thank you.
Nice.
Start over here, Ray.
Mm-hmm.
That's where we found him.
You can see there where we had to break the window to get in.
Mm-hmm.
Right?
Yeah.
You got that sketch you made last night?
Yeah.
Yeah, here it is.
You want to take a look, Ray?
Yeah.
I didn't see.
My body was about here.
Mm-hmm.
We're here.
And the feet.
We're about here.
That's about right, isn't it, John?
Yeah.
It's right next to the chair there.
Mm-hmm.
That's the way I got it there.
It's about on the perfect line between the floor lamps
and the chair over there.
Mm-hmm.
What about the gun?
In his right hand.
Was the gun in his hand when you found him?
Yeah, that's right.
I picked you up from the photo lab over there that hour.
Sure.
It's out in left field.
How do you mean?
I talked to Dr. Newbar when he sent the bullet over.
Mm-hmm.
He described the wound.
It's pretty tough to buy.
That the right-handed man could shoot himself
so the slugger'd end up where it did.
Exactly how do you mean?
Well, the bullet entered just to the right of the center of his chest.
About here.
Uh-huh.
Came to rest under the right arm here.
Line of travels way off.
Mm-hmm.
Sure would have been an easier way to do it, huh?
Yeah.
What about the door when you found it?
I'm sure you all was locked.
You need that chair.
Yeah.
Here you go.
No.
The key was turned.
Bolt was thrown.
Mm-hmm.
And then this chair was popped up under the knob like this.
Mm-hmm.
How about the key?
Was it still in the lock?
Yeah.
Sure looks like he meant the door to stay shut.
Yeah, we could figure that.
The place looks pretty solid.
The plaster wall.
Not much chance for anybody getting thrown.
Mm-hmm.
You checked the bookcase?
What do you mean?
And you haven't pulled away from the wall?
Well, I looked at him last night.
They all seem solid enough.
Mm-hmm.
No.
You got any ideas, Ray?
I don't know.
Where that door looks, rest of the room.
Doesn't seem likely anybody could have shot him
then going outside locked the door.
I think he could have come in through the window.
You had to break it?
Yeah.
Well, it's set up.
You shouldn't have any trouble finding the suspect.
What do you mean?
Find a butler bit like an envelope.
Why do you find it?
You didn't see if she all casing around last night, did you?
I wasn't going to reason to look for her.
Mm-hmm.
No sign of one now.
Looks like the room's been cleaned.
Yeah.
Well, I guess we'd better check with a hammer, woman.
I'll get that stuff placed in the door.
There's a hammer.
There's a hammer?
Oh, yes, there's a hammer.
Something you want?
Yes, ma'am.
Has anybody been in the study since we left last night?
Well, I didn't know I wasn't supposed to.
You didn't say anything about it.
Well, did you clean the room?
Yes, I told you.
I was straightening up the house.
Around the vacuum in here.
You see an empty shell casing?
I don't know what you mean.
Well, looks like this, ma'am.
See?
A brass part on this bullet.
No, I didn't see anything like that.
Have you emptied your cleaner since you used it some more?
No.
What if we could see it?
Sure.
I don't understand what this is all about.
But if you want to see the vacuum, I'll get it.
You won't tell me what it is.
I'll get it for you.
No trouble.
In the closet here in the hall.
Can I give you a hand with it?
It's not heavy.
You want the attachments too?
No, ma'am.
Just a cleaner itself.
All right.
There it is.
All right.
If we use the piece this newspaper.
Sure.
Go ahead.
Just to know what you're doing.
That's the way you take the dust bag out.
Yeah, just flip that little catch on the side there.
If you'll tell me what you're looking for, I might be able to help.
Not about it, right?
Yep.
Here it is.
380?
Yeah.
What's all that mean?
Do you have another gun in the house, Miss Hamlin?
No.
Pretty sure about that?
Yes.
Makes you think you might be another one.
How many shots did you hear last night, Miss Hamlin?
What do you mean?
Well, just that.
How many shots did you hear?
One.
Be sure about that.
Yes, why?
We've got reason to believe that there were two shots, five.
What difference does it make how many there were?
Pretty big difference.
Why is it important?
My husband killed himself.
You can't be sure how many I heard.
One, two, three, half a dozen.
What difference does it make?
Well, it's trying to explain it to you.
Your husband was holding a 38 caliber revolver when we found him.
But the bullet that killed him came from a 380 automatic.
I don't know what you're talking about.
What are you trying to say?
Why don't you understand this?
Your husband didn't kill himself.
You're not serious.
I'm afraid we are, ma'am.
This whole thing is ridiculous.
The evidence makes it true.
Hood killing.
Hood have a reason.
We like nowhere, too.
Would you get your mother, please?
What do you want to talk to her about?
What if you get it for?
I'm not going to have her dragged into anything.
She's had enough trouble.
There's no reason for you to make any more.
Don't worry about it, Nora.
Mother.
You shouldn't be out of bed.
I heard this often.
I've been listening.
I haven't seen you before.
You're a policeman, too?
No, ma'am. I'm a rape thinker.
How do you do?
Jesse Gailer.
Nora's mother.
How are you?
No, it's all this about Mr. Hamlin.
I'm not killing himself.
That's right, Mr. Gailer.
What makes you think it is?
A lot of things.
Do you have a gun in the house?
You mean a pistol?
That's right.
My?
Why?
Where is it?
In the table there.
Left hand drawer.
I'll get it.
How about?
380.
That gun belonged to you, Miss Gailer?
Yes.
My husband had it.
All this talk about Mr. Hamlin.
If he didn't kill himself, who do you think did?
Well, that's where it can't find out.
Uh-huh.
But you got somebody you're looking at, haven't you?
Somebody you figured you did it?
This is your gun.
Uh-huh.
You're the only person who witnessed the shooting.
That's right.
Well, why don't you tell it about it?
Because if I did, you'd never believe it.
We'll give us a try.
All right.
Mr. Hamlin came here last night, like I said.
He was drunk.
Came in and started yelling.
I was sitting in that chair, reading.
He started to curse at me.
Yeah.
I didn't pay him my mind.
I told him to go away.
But no, I was through with him.
You wouldn't go.
Yes, ma'am.
All of a sudden he pulled out a gun and started waving it around.
Said if I didn't get Nora, he'd kill himself.
I thought it was just some horror of his play act.
Just ma'am.
I didn't pay any attention to him.
Figured when he was through, he'd go away.
I went back to the book, made him mad and never.
Mm-hmm.
He grabbed the book out of my hand and shot.
Shot right at it.
Then he threw it into the fireplace.
He threw your book into the fireplace, is that right?
That's right.
Just all of a sudden something happened to me.
Don't think I've ever been so mad.
I took the gun out of the table and shot him.
Got real scared and ran into study.
Close the door behind him.
I heard him lock the door and move something up to the door.
What's been the chair?
Yeah.
I guess it was.
Right after that I heard him fall down.
Right after that Nora came into the room.
Why didn't you tell me, mother?
There wasn't any reason to.
I had to think about it.
But I'd done what I had to do.
I was going to call you men this morning to tell you the truth.
I really was.
You believe that?
Oh my God.
I really was.
Just all of a sudden last night when he shot my book,
I never been so mad.
I really wanted to kill him.
You remember it all pretty well, don't you?
Yes, I do.
All of it.
You want to get a coat in his gear and let's take you downtown.
Yes, sir.
I'll do it right away.
Let me go with the front.
Yeah.
Is it going to be all right?
We don't decide that, ma'am.
She told the truth.
Isn't that going to make a difference?
We'll put it down that way.
You want to get that book ready?
We're going to need it.
Yeah.
She didn't say a word about it.
Yeah, I know.
The story's still pretty hard to believe in it.
Here we are.
Here's the book Hamlin shot.
It's like it's still in it.
It's like a 38.
Might have made a man that to kill him.
Yeah.
What is it, Mr. Friday?
Holy Bible.
The story you have just heard is true.
The names were changed to protect the innocent.
On July 14th, trial was held in Department 96,
superior court of the state of California,
in and fall the county of Los Angeles.
Jesse Margaret Gailer was examined by three psychiatrists
appointed by the court and found to be insane
during the commission of the crime.
A sanity hearing was held and she was made awarded the state.
She was placed in the state hospital at Mendocino for treatment.
This week, a group of men are meeting in New Orleans
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and to thank them for the protection they give our homes and families.
May their convention be an outstanding success.
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