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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.
Your detective sergeant, you're assigned a robbery detail.
You get a call that a downtown hotel has been held up by a bandit who carries a sawdough shotgun.
Your job, find him.
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.
With Sunday, October 9th, it was cool in Los Angeles.
We were working the night, watch out a robbery detail.
My partner's Frank Smith, the boss's chief of detectives, that brown. My name's Friday.
We're on our way out from the office. It was 206 a.m. and we got to the corner of Sinabar Street in Grand Avenue.
The Brenton Hotel.
Well, I just done what he told me.
I figured there was no point in getting myself all roiled up.
Didn't see why that would be helping matters.
Yes, you.
Whatever he said, I done it.
Hey, you fellas looking for a room?
Police officers, this Frank Smith, my name's Friday.
I go from robbery.
That's right.
A robbery, it's 1 out of 16.
Mm-hmm.
You answer the call.
Yeah.
The description is out. Metro sending a couple of cards. Help us look for the suspect.
We're not good.
Any else I can do for you?
No, not right now.
Okay. I'll take care of the report.
Thank you.
We'll check with you.
Bye.
You know, I sure would have been wrong about you, too.
What's that?
I never would have guessed you was cops.
Oh.
Salesman, that's what I put you always down for.
I see.
Ladies ready to wear.
Guess I would have missed the boat this time.
Yes, sir.
Would you tell us about the whole of that, please?
I don't think my mother officers already let you in on it.
We'd like to get the details from you if we could.
Oh, oh.
Well, I ain't got nothing better to do.
It's stuck here at 7 a.m., anyhow.
Whatever you'd have your name.
Boxer, Tom Boxer.
That's B-O-X-E-R.
That's it, you know, just like a doll.
What time the robbery take place?
Who 40, 45 minutes ago, long round 120, somewhere in there?
Wasn't 130, and I'm sure of that.
Oh.
See, I was listening to the radio.
Stan Swift.
Who's that?
You know Stan Swift.
He's on every night, midnight till six, seven nights a week.
Oh, yeah.
The nights go swift, it was swift.
That's how he puts it.
Gives a time signal every hour and every half hour.
Remember, given the 1 a.m., hadn't given the 130 yet.
So it must have been around 120 when this fella
come into the hotel.
What'd he do?
Walked up to the desk, I said.
I didn't even know he was there.
Not at first.
I was sitting down in that chair, kind of,
had my back away from the door.
Didn't hear him neither on the kind of being plugged in.
What was that?
To my radio.
Oh, I see.
This year, Gadget, see?
It's in the year, like, like so.
Yeah, I understand.
Let you listen without waking nobody up.
Other than the touches to the set, like, like so.
Mm-hmm.
You mean that's the radio?
Sure is.
You've never seen this kind before, huh?
No, sir.
Transistor.
Oh.
That's what they call it.
Regency transistor.
He got no tubes.
That makes it so small, you see?
Cad around in your pocket, if you have a mind, too.
I see.
Real good, told, no.
Plenty of volume, if you want to let it out.
Yes, sir.
Now, if you just tell us about the robbery with Mr. Boxer, please.
Well, ain't that what I've been doing?
Yes, sir.
He said this man walked up to the desk.
That is right.
Maybe stood there a couple of seconds before I sensed him.
Mm-hmm.
Unplugged myself, got up and asked him if he wanted a room.
He said he did single.
Yes, sir.
Checked the boxes to see what was vacant.
Had we backed to him while it was checking?
Didn't know?
He opened up his satchel.
Must have been carrying the gun there.
In the satchel.
Anyway, when I turned around to register him,
I found myself staring into the barrel.
Shotgun it was.
All right.
Go ahead, please.
This is a stick-up.
He said, do what I tell you, and you won't get hurt.
I didn't know whether you've had business or not.
I sure didn't aim to test him to find out.
Yes, sir.
I said, you just tell me what you want, and I'll do it.
Yeah.
I ain't no college understand, but I ain't no hero neither.
Especially when I'm facing up to a shotgun.
Sure.
Like the man says, only real heroes are dead heroes.
Yes, sir.
Me?
I just assumed go on living.
That's why I don't exactly what he told me.
Give him the money from the cash drawer here.
See?
It didn't fit any.
Handed it all over to him.
Didn't try to hold none back.
Yes, sir.
How much was there?
$50, $60 somewhere in between there.
What happened then?
Well, he told me to enter more pockets.
Lay the stuff on the desk.
You did it.
I entered them.
I didn't have more than three or four dollars in change.
He scooped it up with the other money, shoved it into his satchel.
I see.
Then he said to me to come out from behind this desk.
Walk me over to the elevator.
Told me to get inside and ride up to the top floor.
I'd be the third.
You see, the hotel's three-store is high.
Yes, sir.
I suppose I could have got off on number two.
He would have known the difference.
Floor indicated down there.
Don't work.
But I didn't see where I'd be gaining anything.
So I done what he told me.
I rode up to three.
How long did you wait there?
Oh, do I seem to leave the hotel?
The window end of the third floor hall.
Did he drive away?
Nope.
Just rolled off.
I don't think he had a car.
I see.
And that was the last time.
What did you do then?
Took the elevator back down.
Called the police.
Listen to the radio while it was waiting.
Yes, sir.
Figured it might as well take it easy to the cops come.
Wasn't more than five minutes for their officers walked in.
Little while later, you fell as walked in.
I guess you know when that was.
Yes, sir.
Now, Mr. Boxer, could you tell us what he looked like?
Huh?
The man who held you out.
Oh, well, I told them other fellows.
The ones wearing uniforms.
They said they'd send out his description.
Yes, sir.
We'd like to have it, too.
OK.
Oh, young fellow.
25 to 30.
I judge.
You know, big bill.
Little bigger than you.
Not as big as you, though.
Somewhere in between.
Yes, sir.
Black hair.
Didn't catch the color of his eyes.
Well, that's about all.
How is he dressed?
Oh, suit.
Stripe in it, I think.
Maybe dark blue with a gray stripe.
Bow tie.
Kind of dapper.
Mm-hmm.
Have any scars?
I'll pray you notice them.
You said he carried the gun in a satchel, isn't it?
Must have been where he had it.
Didn't actually see him take it out, though.
Back was to him at the time.
Up big was the satchel.
Oh, medium size.
About.
Oh, so long.
Any initials on it?
No.
Not so far as I can recall.
What about the gun?
How big was it?
Hmm.
This long, maybe.
Mm-hmm.
Single barrel.
Sold off.
Could you tell them, make?
Well, I ain't no expert on shotguns.
Yeah.
Would you know this man if he saw him again?
Sure, I'd be a fool not to.
Why?
I'd like to have him now in the city hall in the morning, Mr. Boxer, if you would.
But what for?
I want to show you some photographs, see if he can pick them out.
You mean this morning?
Yes, sir, if you would.
It's Sunday.
That's it, that's right.
You felt his work on Sunday?
Or not the only one.
But what do you mean?
He did.
Frank and I checked with patrol officers who had answered Mr. Boxer's call.
They told us that a search of the immediate vicinity had failed to turn up anyone who answered the suspect's description.
3.16 a.m., the crew from the crime lab finished up their investigation.
There were no useful fingerprints or other physical evidence in the lobby of the hotel.
7.38 a.m., we checked the suspect's ammo and the description with the staff's office.
They came up with 18 possibles.
We pulled the packages from our anion to come back to the office.
Oh, that's probably my ring.
Pretty early in the season, isn't it?
Yeah, the paper says we're going to have a wet winter.
All right.
We feel good for skiing, I guess.
Yeah.
What you need, lots of moisture, heavy snow.
You never go skiing.
No.
Well, well, I thought about taking it up a couple of years ago.
Say, bluer stack.
No.
Said I'd probably break my neck first time I tried.
Sometimes I think she worries more about me and she doesn't about the kids.
Good morning, Jens.
Hi, sir.
Hope I haven't kept you waiting.
No, sir, not a bit.
How are you today, Mr. Boxer?
Sleepy.
You together a couple of hours cat nap during my shift.
Kind of missed out all day last night.
Yes, I bet you did.
Even after all you fellows left.
Some I just couldn't dose off.
Listen to Stan Swift on 6am.
Mm-hmm.
I'll bet you I know more about Egypt than a real live Egyptian.
Well, you got them pictures you wanted to show me?
Yes, you're right over here.
All right, if I sit down.
Yeah, come right ahead.
Very arc.
Mr. Pyle.
Yes, sir.
Take your time.
Look at each one as long as you like.
Okay.
Hey, hey, hey.
Put a couple bunch of boys.
Yeah.
No, it's not him.
Mm-hmm.
No.
No.
Nope.
Oh, hey.
Wait a minute.
There is a resemblance.
He looks something like this one here.
Is it the same man, Mr. Boxer?
Oh, no, no, no, not the same.
Yeah.
Similar type, though.
Does that help you, Eddie?
Might.
Do you want to go through the others?
Sure, sure.
Now, you see this fella?
Yes, sir.
He's not the same type at all.
Yeah.
The other one I pointed out was, you, you can see the difference yourself.
Yes, sir.
Yeah.
Ah, not him.
Mm-hmm.
Not him, neither.
Nope.
Oh, now, oh, this is closer to him, sir.
Oh, this is closer to that one, the other one, but closer.
Yes, sir.
Now, we're getting further away.
No, no, it's none of these.
Is that all you've got?
Frayed so.
Well, it's the best I can do for you.
Now, this one here, the one I pointed out first.
Yeah, we understand, but it's not the same man you said.
Well, I never said it was.
Just said it was similar.
Yes, sir.
Well, I'm sorry, they wasted your time.
Well, it was no waste of time, not as far as I'm concerned.
Huh?
Can I tell you about how I try to guess what different folks do for 11?
Yeah.
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On the following Sunday, October 16th, two more hotels were held up by a shotgun bandit.
Both robberies occurred during the early morning hours.
Both hotels were small.
The description of the suspect in his MO indicated that he was the same man who would rob the Brinton hotel.
Frank and I continued our investigation, but we failed to turn up any leads.
During the next week, all hotels in the downtown area were alerted.
Sunday, October 23rd, the night manager of the Schaefer Arms near the corner of Broadway in Clay reported that he had been robbed at approximately 3.30 a.m.
He confirmed the bandit's description in MO, but was unable to add anything new.
The next morning, October 24th, we had a conference with Chief Brown.
Doesn't sound to me like you're any closer to him than we were two weeks ago.
What do you got?
No, not much.
Let's have it.
Description. Pretty general, isn't it?
Frayed so.
What else?
Well, now he's only worked one area.
Yeah.
All the hotels are within a mile of Persian Square.
Nothing to keep him from spreading out, is there?
So far he hasn't used a car.
He figured he'd pull these jobs on foot.
Looks that way.
And he must have done town somewhere.
Anything about the hotels that might give us a tip off on his next move?
Yeah, they're all small, only one person on duty.
We've marked all the possible here in a map.
You want to take a look at it?
Yeah.
Okay, right here.
These are the ones he's already hit.
Here.
Here.
It's over here.
A tight little group?
Yeah.
I can't get all the other hotels of a similar nature in the downtown area.
Uh-huh.
Only works on Sundays, huh?
That's right.
What do you got planned for this Sunday?
No, we'll stake out as many as we can.
We've asked Metro to give us a hand.
We feel you will have enough men to cover about 20 likely's maybe.
You plan to run the stakes from midnight to 6 a.m.
When he hits, it's usually between two and four.
How's the Sunday you?
About all we can do?
Yeah.
I want you both to stay on this between now and Sunday.
See if you can't pick up a lead somewhere.
We will.
Informers have been able to give you anything?
Nope.
They hold now?
Why don't we so?
Yeah.
Maybe the stakes will work.
Maybe.
Wait a minute.
Let me see that map again.
It was here.
Funny.
See here?
Yeah.
You said these are the places he's already robbed?
That's right.
All right, together.
Draw a line from one to the other and you'd have a square.
Yeah.
What's this right in the middle of the square?
It's the Argus Hotel on South Broadway.
That's one he hasn't hit yet.
Mm-hmm.
Looks like your best bet thing.
Yeah, that's the way we figured it.
It was going to cover it Sunday.
Well, I'll spend the night thought we'd take it.
That's a coincidence.
Mm-hmm.
Just what I was going to suggest.
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
During the rest of the week, we continued our investigation,
but we failed to turn up any additional information
about the suspect.
A few minutes before midnight, on Saturday, October 29th,
men from Metro and robbery division
staked out 22 locations in the downtown area.
Sunday, October 30th, 12.05 a.m.
Frank and I ended the lobby of the Argus Hotel
and we walked up to the desk.
Sorry, we're full up.
I'd like to talk to the manager if we can.
I said we're full up.
We're police officers.
Huh?
This Frank Smith, my name's Friday.
Oh.
Could we see the manager?
I'm the manager.
You own this hotel?
Me and my husband.
Or maybe we'll better talk to him.
Go ahead and take him find him.
Isn't he here?
Nope.
Would you know where he is?
Nope.
I get knocked probably.
I'm gonna say.
I work nights. He works days.
He don't tell me where he goes at night.
I don't tell him what I do during the day.
It's our arrangement.
Mm-hmm.
He don't make for a real happy marriage,
just from killing each other.
Is there somebody who could take over for you here at night?
Nope.
Now you're sure your husband didn't say where he was going?
We don't talk.
Oh.
He wants me to know something.
He writes me a note.
He leaves it on the desk and I do the same for him.
I see.
I mean, it's changed no words for the last two years.
Mm-hmm.
He saves a lot of wear and tear on the nervous system.
He never said nothing but let them into anyway.
I see.
Well, what do you fellas want?
Well, ma'am, several hotels have been held up downtown lately.
No.
You were warned about it, weren't you?
George was warned.
Left me a note.
I see.
Well, as a chance, he might come here tonight.
If he does, I'm ready for him.
Mm-hmm.
Got me a gun.
Mr.
Keepin' the cash draw, see?
Nice, ma'am.
I know how to use it, too.
He shows up.
I'm ready for him.
Is there someplace we could wait until he does?
You don't have to.
I don't need no protection.
Told ya.
I've got a gun.
Yes, ma'am.
So is he.
Mrs. Argus finally agreed to let us stake out the hotel.
She showed us into a small room off the lobby.
From there, Frank and I could see anybody who entered.
During the next four hours, only two people requested accommodations.
They were both middle-aged men and neither one of them
was a suspect's description.
What time you got, Joe?
Mm-hmm.
See you five after four.
Mm-hmm.
Latest day ever.
Pulled a job.
It was 3.30.
Yeah.
Maybe decided to lay off tonight.
Maybe.
I've got a hotel.
Man.
Who?
Oh.
Oh, yeah.
Ain't you guys in there?
Yes, ma'am.
Everybody wants you on the phone.
Okay.
I'll be right over.
In the booth.
Yes, ma'am.
Ready.
No way, ma'am.
Okay.
What's that address?
Yeah, I got it.
Thanks.
Right.
What's that?
Looks like we've taken out the wrong places.
Yeah.
All night, cafe on South Main.
The owner was held up.
He's pretty badly wounded.
Saw it off shotgun.
Frank and I drove over to the Joplin grill
at the corner of Main and Vincent Place.
We talked to the patrol car officers
who had discovered Fred Joplin's body.
They told us Joplin was unconscious when they found him.
They said that they'd call an ambulance
and that he'd been taken to Georgia Street receiving hospital.
We telephoned the hospital and asked him to be notified
as soon as the victim was available for questioning.
4.42 am.
Lieutenant Lee Jones and the crew from the crime lab
began their investigation.
Frank and I went back to the office.
October 30th, 1017 am.
Georgia Street reported that Joplin had recovered consciousness.
Down there and talked to Dr. Sebastian.
He said that Joplin was suffering from shock and loss of blood.
He also said that Joplin's right shoulder
was severely lacerated
and that there was a possibility
the arm would have to be amputated.
10.46 am.
We interviewed the victim.
She had down the stool and asked for a cup of coffee.
Yes, sir.
I turned around, picked up Psylex,
Stark's ill in the cup.
For her.
Time has finished.
She's good. He's gone out.
Guess he had a net bag he's carrying.
Yes, sir.
Told him it was a stick up.
Said to give him the money for the registered shoot me.
Mm-hmm.
I didn't say nothing.
Just stood there kind of staring at him.
He raised up his gun.
Shotguns were his business.
I mean business, mister.
That's what he said next.
I mean business.
I said, I still didn't say nothing.
Just stood there with a cup of coffee in my hand.
Stark moved when he said,
boy sounded real old, mean.
Didn't seem to match his face.
Sort of a pleasant looking fella.
Boy should mean no.
Yeah.
Started gesturing with that shotgun
pointing toward the register.
That's when I let fly.
Mm-hmm.
Up coffee.
Mashed it right into his face, I say.
Must have given quite a jolt.
Yes, sir.
Didn't keep him from shooting me,
but it sure wrecked his aim some.
At least ways I'm still here.
Don't remember nothing after that.
I say, sure.
He'd be a good one, though.
Then coffee cups inked the lightest things in the world.
Yes, sir.
Not to mention the coffee itself.
Gold and hot it was.
Right here.
That's where I belted him.
Right in the jaw.
Used to be a ball player, you know.
Is that right?
It wasn't a pro, exactly.
But I had a first grade pitching arm.
Left did Joplin.
That's what they used to call me.
Back in Johnson City, Kansas it was.
Mm-hmm.
Local merchant sponsored our team.
Pitch 16 winners one season.
Best record and leak.
Yes, sir.
Very good.
Well, I ain't lost all my technique.
At least ways I assure.
Wept him with that cup.
Yes, sir.
Doc say anything to you fellas about harm, don't?
Well, just to get along.
He make up his mind about my right arm yet.
What?
Whether I'm going to lose her or not.
No, she didn't tell us.
Yes, in a way, I'm kind of lucky.
What?
Being left handed.
We asked the victim Fred Joplin to describe the suspect.
The description he gave us, tallied with what we already had.
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Frank and I went back to the office.
I can't figure it out, Joe.
What?
Why is switch from hotels to a cafe?
Well, maybe tumble to our steakhouse.
Yeah, I thought sure he'd try the Argus though.
It was the right spot for him.
I got it.
Robbie Friday.
I see.
Yeah.
Anything else?
Mm-hmm.
Well, I'll give us something to go on anyway.
Thank you.
Right.
Lee Jones in the lab.
What's he got?
Well, Joplin was right.
He sure didn't miss her that coffee cup.
To find the pieces?
More than that.
We're looking front tooth.
Analysis of the broken tooth revealed that it was part of a lower incisor.
From what we learned of the suspect, it seemed likely that he would make an immediate effort to have the tooth replaced.
For the next three days, Frank and I interviewed Dennis in the immediate vicinity of the robbery.
Thursday, November 3rd, 317 p.m.
We questioned Dr. Clinton Potterfield in his office on the second floor of the Marsh Building.
Yes.
Yes, I believe I had such a patient last Monday.
Broken incisor?
Yes, that's right.
Could you tell us what he looked like?
Oh, young man.
About 30.
Nicely dressed.
He seemed very pleasant.
Did he say what had happened to his tooth?
Yes, he did.
All of them will be vaccinated.
He knocked it against the steering wheel.
Uh-huh.
He wanted a new fitting right away.
Yes, sir.
You agreed to make him a temporary.
As soon as I could, it should be finished tomorrow.
Mm-hmm.
He offered to pay me extra fight.
Hurry it up.
I told him you can't rush a new bridge even a temporary.
Yes, sir.
Did he give his name and address?
Well, not any person.
My receptionist takes care of this detail.
So, Mr. Chairman.
Do you mind checking with her?
No, not at all.
Excuse me.
It's about time.
We got a break.
Oh.
Hey, look out there.
Mm-hmm.
Starting to rain.
Yes, sir it is.
Yeah.
It's like the paper said.
It's going to be a wet winter.
Hey, here you are, gentlemen.
I had a copy down for you.
Thank you.
A little receiver.
Yes, that's correct.
His address is right there, too.
Well, at least we know one thing, you know.
What's that?
Why you skipped over the Argus Hotel?
Yeah.
He lives there.
358 pm.
Frank and I drove over to the Argus Hotel and we talked to the owner, George Argus.
He told us that Philip Seaver lived on the second floor, room 23.
He said that Seaver was a quiet young man who had been staying at the hotel for the past six weeks.
He also told us that Seaver worked nights and was probably in his room now.
We took the elevator up to the second floor.
There it is.
All right.
Yeah.
All right.
All right.
Hey!
What's that?
What?
I'm sure to know what this is all about.
He's cleaned, Joe.
All right, turn around.
Okay.
Where's the shotgun?
You guys must be off your racket.
I'll see what I can turn around.
What?
You got the right combustion in here?
Yeah.
Then what would I be doing with the shotgun?
Why don't you tell us?
I never had a gun on my life.
Boy, you cops sure make the darnest mistakes.
I bet you picked the wrong guy up half the time.
Yeah, sure.
Look, there's nothing in that viewer except my clothes are falling.
Yeah, what about this?
Well, it's just a statue.
That's all.
That's a lot.
Where's Keith?
I don't know.
I lost it.
Break it open.
Yeah.
Hey, that's a good bag.
It's not worth anything to you without a key, is it?
All right, Seaver, let's go.
I like that get in there.
You don't know.
I told you I didn't.
Yeah.
I never had a shotgun on my life.
Well, you got one now.
All right, I must have picked up the wrong bag by mistake.
Sure, that's what happened.
No, come on, Seaver.
Okay, okay, I'm coming.
Get out of my way!
Got your hand?
Be all right.
Look at that.
Huh?
You must have bad ones.
What's that?
Another tooth missing.
The story you've just heard is true.
The names were changed to protect the innocent.
On March 12, trial was held in Department 98's
Superior Court of the State of California
in and for the County of Los Angeles.
In a moment, the results of that trial.
Philip Herbert Seaver was tried and convicted of robbery
in the first degree, five counts,
and received sentence as prescribed by law.
Robbery in the first degree is punishable by imprisonment
for a period of not less than five years in the state penitentiary.
Because of the viciousness of the suspect,
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