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this week's episode of Dragnet. The original air date April sixth, nineteen fifty
and the title is The Big Book. The story you were about to hear
is true, only the names have been changed to protect the innocent Dragnet.
You're a detective sergeant. You're assigned the Juvenile Bureau. The high schools in
your city have been flooded with obscene literature. You stamp out one source,
and a dozen more spring up. Your job stop them. Dragnet the documented
drama of an actual crime. All the next thirty 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, from official police files, from beginning
to end, from crime to punishment. Dragnet is the story of your police
force in action. It was Monday, October twenty first, was cool in
Los Angeles. We were working the day watch out a juvenile bureau. My
partner's been Romero. The boss is Inspector Lester, commander of the Juvenile Girl.
My name's Fridy. Was ten am when we got to the auditorium of
Canfield High School stage during guess we go right out onto the stay. You
know a better way to work, called though you know the men from the
police department. Yes, sir, this is Sergeant Romero. My name is
Fridy. How do you do. I'm Paul Fisher, the principal here.
Come right out onto the station and get the meeting started, all right?
I see it. Just have a chair there. Thank you, is a
microphone on, Ladies and gentlemen of the co Ordinating Council, members of the
Parent Teachers Association. As you know, this meeting has been called for the
purpose of discussing ways and means to bring about a name to the distribution of
the filthy and obscene books and pamphlets who have been lisiting every high school campus
in the city of Los Angeles. We've tried every meet at our disposal to
clean this matter up, and they all seem to fail on the advice of
the co Ordinating Council. And this is randall to the PTA. We've called
in the Helidays here to discuss the matter with us this morning, our true
officers connected with the Junior Bureau of our Police Department, Sergeant Romero and uh
Sojeant Friday, And now may I turn the meeting over to Sargeant Friday,
the Los Angeles Police Department. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. The only
way we're gonna get to the bottom of this thing and put a stop to
it is to get all the information we can on where this lassivious material is
coming from. You people, as parents and teachers of the children who are
buying and reading this stuff might be able to give us some help. So,
uh, it's all right with you, mister Fisher. I'd like to
hear from some of the people sitting out there if I mean, thank you
do. If any of you people have anything to say, or any information,
any questions, why, we'd be glad to listen to you and do
our best to answer your question. Yes, the lady out there, go
right ahead. I'm in the sign. I know of a place in our
neighborhood, a test dirty books. I feel sure that that's one of the
places where the children are getting the stretch. The place have been pained to
the police departure to the man who has the place. That's better than arrested.
Can you tell me why? Well, ma'am, I think I better
make it clear now that there's only one way a police officer can arrest anyone
for possession of lude literature. The officer has to prove that the party who
possesses this literature does so for the purpose of selling him. Sometimes it's difficult
to prove. I told you I improve it. You mean you can go
to this place and buy a book from him? Maybe? Yes, ma
that's just the point. Now. I don't know offhand about the one in
your neighborhood, but I can assure you that we've cracked down on hundreds of
such peddlers in the past few months, and you can see for yourselves that
this doesn't put a stop to We've got to get you the source. I
have a question for you, Yes, sir, I ain't Fred Scott.
I'm director of the Square Shooter's Boys Club. Yes, sir. Why I'm
trying to make is I know the young boys pretty well. With the exception
of my boys forty nine in number, I'm a wager just about every boy
in this high school has one of those books, or at least he's seen
one. Yes, sir, we're aware of that. Why not trying to
make is somewhere to you listen for code. There's gotta be a law to
prevent such things. Yes, sure, there is such a law. Then
why isn't a man it is? What does the law say? Well,
how do you mean? Sure? Well, I mean what happens when somebody's
bound ghetto? You're selling these books? Why inst the penalty? Oh?
Well, the law states that an offender is liable to find a jail term
of six months or both. That's not much of a law, is it.
Why is he there a stronger law? Well, I wouldn't know that,
sir. Why I'm trying to make is we need laws and some teeth
in them. We have good laws in the state of California for the most
part. It's true that we're weak in some cases, but you can say
that about most states. I think, well, you may satisfy the laws,
but I'm not I'd say stronger laws, that's the answer. No,
I don't think it is, mister Scott. Passing a set of new laws
isn't gonna make this city a cleaner or a safer place for your boys to
grow up in. Laws don't decide how moral a city's gonna be. People
do. Laws don't mold character in young boys either for parents and teachers do
that. I don't think I know what you're getting at. What do you
mean, justice, mister Scott. It's our job on the police department to
keep filthy junk like these books from falling into youngster's hands. Yes, Now,
on the other side of the fence, the youngster has to be taught
to recognize the obscene material for what it is filth and garbage, and the
youngsters have to be taught that in the home, in the school, and
the church. Now, if they can be made to understand if the kind
of dirt and filter these books represent, well, that'd be worth more than
any new set of laws, wouldn't it. But what about the shallow?
How do you reach them through the youngsters? They seem to know the way.
The next morning, at eight am, after a meeting with Inspector Lester
of Juvenile Bureau, Ben and I went on stakeout at Canfield High School.
From past experience, we knew there was little hope of a quick end of
the case. It was going to be a long haul, chasing the source
all the way up the line, from the high school kids who bought the
filthy books, to the small fry pushers, the wholesalers, and finally we
hoped to the top, the man who printed the books. We had no
illusions on that score. Generally, with the arrest of his pushers and other
small timers who worked for him, the top man gets the alarm and clears
out before the police officer can apprehend them with evidence it'll stand up in court.
During the first two days at Canfield, I Ben and I found out
nothing. The obscene literature was being bartered in exchanged between students, but the
main source of supply was still a mystery. We had one slim lead to
go on. Mister Fisher, the high school principal, helped run it down.
We've been watching that boy down in the yard since yesterday. Miss Fisher
seems to have quite a bit of spending money, spensive clothes, car of
his own. I don't know that boy's family. That could be well fished.
But he saw him with a stack of those dirty books in his notebook.
He must have had a dozen of'em. Were showing him around to
his crowd. Travis, are you sure go take a look down there?
Yeah? Yeah, Travers is showing him something. I can't see what it
is. Come over this side and when Yeah, small books. He's giving
him to one of the other fellas. They've got their wallets out. They're
giving Travers money. Come on, Ben, you better come to mister Fisher.
H this way out to the yard. No to the latter, that's
it. Let's hurry, huh. This store side of the Travers Travis,
mister Fisher, they like to talk to Yeah. Well, these men here
are from the police department. They want to ask you some questioners, so
we go inside. Here the money. Oh, what's the matter of mister
Fisher? I haven't done anything, you see? What is it? What's
it all about? Sergeant? It'll be a lot easier if we have the
truth, now, son, Did you just sell those boys out there some
dirty books? No? I well, I mean it's only a gag.
They're funny books. Have you got any more of'em on you? Yes,
sir, let me see him please. I didn't steal them, only
books, funny books here? Thanks almost a dosnet. Do you think these
are funny books, do you, Travis? Well, some of them are.
I guess not. It's only a gag, sergeant. Where'd you get
them? I didn't steal them. I bought them off a guy who why?
I can't tell you. Do you have any more of these books?
No, sir? Will do you show us your locker? I can't remember
the combination. It's a new locker. Could you open the locker for mister
Fisher? Yes, but I'll have to get the maintenance man. Ah right,
I'll show you. Come on down here. This one four twelve I've
only got a couple. All right, we'll see my opening. I haven't
done anything. Here's a sample. Joe Locker's loaded down the rotten self.
You can't arrest me. I don't sell the books, only read them.
Somebody's been briefing you who You're only making good hot on yourself. Boy,
you can't prove anything. These are my books. I don't sell them.
Where do you get them? Who sell them? Do you nobody? I
got them? That's all all right. We'll have to talk to your folks.
You can't their way, No, no, you can't, don't,
will have to so oh please please don't tell them, Please don't let them
know I'll do anything. All right, Let's have the truth. Then who
are you selling your books for? Name's Barney, that's all I know.
I meet him a cigar store downtown Fifth and Harrison. Does he sell you
the books? Gives them to me? I sell him and then give him
the money. I get ten cents for everyone I sell. How much you
sell him for twenty five cents? Some are don't? I get thirty cents
for those. The boys in this school have been paying that kind of money
for this fill yes, sir, this man who gives you these books?
You know where he lives? No, sirre I have any idea. When
are you going to see him? Well? This is Wednesday. I was
going to meet him downtown this half noon the cigar store. Yes, sir,
but I don't want to get buy in trouble. He's been okay to
me. Sure he's done a lot for you. Four pm Wednesday, Ben
and I drove downtown with sixteen year old Eddie Travers. We parked the car
near the corner of Fifth and Harrison and kept an eye on the cigar store.
We waited no sign yet, No, sir, Barnie usually waits by
the news stand there. I haven't seen him yet. How long you been
selling for this man? Sin? About three months? Maybe four? And
the idea where he gets the books? Well, I oh just a minute
start Yeah, well I think, Yeah, that's Barney, the one going
up to the cigar counter. The man in the gray suit there, Yeah,
that's him. He's going into one eat his cafe. Is that where
you usually go after you meet him? Yes, sir, you better take
the boy back to the office. Ben, I'll tell this guy and see
what I can find out. Okay, Well, I'm gonna pick you up
later. I'll call you at the office. Oh you got any matches,
mum u, I'll pick some up with the cigar stamp. Alright, say
it later, yeah, box matches. Oh yeah, and uh pack of
experiment too. Alright, sir much bliged. Uh got a special typical new
bourbon today two sixty nine and fifth. No no things, Hi, Rosie
wrote you another tomorrow when you get time on a U. Let me have
a chicken tacos uh, side order of five beans and cup of coffee.
Huh chicken tacos on one night of be another tomori? Anything else, bunny?
Yeah, some more coffee road the money on one? Hey, go
slide the cutchup? Done, will you? Yeah? Here you go.
Thanks. I got good tacos. A go watch your men of it's freshed
up. Yeah, there's the sugar. Oh thank you? Hey Rosie?
Yeah there Rosie. Yeah. I got some new ones then yesterday or stack
them? What are you talking about? You know the picture books? Good
ones. You can make some money on the side. That's sound good right
now money? I told you once no, come my head, let come
over. I said, no, that loady junk. The next time you
bring that stuff in here, I tell the boss understand, now eat it,
get out. Well, it's a real funny day. Looks great,
But what a cope? They don't. Yeah, come on, come on,
eat and get out and take that junk. Leave it. I don't
like to show anyway. Coffee is certainly cold. Yeah, yeah, you
probably get a big boot out of here. M hmm. It's pretty good.
Yeah, that's good quality stuff. Yeah, made that little book.
Yah, let me show you on h Wait a minute, yeah, I'm
gonna kill you man. How about saw me when of'em? Okay?
Four bits for the small ones, buck for the big ones. Wait a
minute, let's see I got tim, I got four kin of here,
dah tree, what I'll do, I'll make you do. Then you have
the whole works to ten bucks. Okay, you got any more? Were
you going in business for yourself? You know? I got a news stand
at the river sign books, and I guess I want to go fast.
I think I can probably handle another twenty five bucks. An ah, I
got the rest of'em back at the hotel. Someone right color? You
know what I mean? Bee? That night around the seven? Where's a
hotel? Why do you go straight up six three from me. It's just
one block on your left called the Denver House. I've been room three three
centing big going up there now, Well, I was supposed to meet some
guy, but yeah, we can got up well, but a check was
he h Yeah, hey, you you're probably wanting more of these. I
can put you on my mailing list, O killing. The prices are right,
I don't want to pay retail. How we work out a d one.
Let's go okay, yeah, Rosie, she's really put together. Yeah
too good, A real cold potato though, summer like that. Yeah,
no sense of humor. We left one at his cafe and walked up Harrison
Street to sixth. We turned left and went down one block. It was
five minutes to five when we got to Barney's room in the Denver House,
number three thirty seven. He dragged out a steamer trunk from under the bed
and founted out a stack of books and pamphlets covering the general topic of degenerate
filth and stories and photographs. Okay, macvi, Yeah, it's twenty five
bucks worth the money in the bucks, aloys. Okay, there you go,
it's ten fifteen eighteen. I'll have to give you a check for the
rest. How do I know it's any good? You could take off,
I'd never see you again. You'll see me. You're under arrest. Huh.
Look all right, let's hold it right here. Hey, wait,
look dinner. We can work this thing out. We'll work it out downtown.
Wait a minute, I can set this thing right for it or you're
getting this junk? Who's supplying you? Why not use your head? You
never get the top man, not in ten years your walk. We got
lots of time. Come on, you are listening to dragnets. The filthy
literature racket feeds on the curiosity of youngsters and the stupidity and ignorance of adults.
It's an all seasoned business, and in its own quiet way, it
has reached a market which the other heavy rackets never hoped to reach. Your
home and your children. Six pm, Wednesday, October twenty third, we
checked the records, and the makesheet showed the book peddler's true name to be
Barney W. Timpson, thirty eight years old. He had a past record
at one previous conviction for pedaling lude literature and dodge to the Iowa in March
nineteen forty eight we had and brought to the interrogation room. See down Thompson.
Okay, well, I just make it against Barney. Where are you
getting the books? I told you, serge, if they deliver them to
me? Who the different guys? I don't remember them all? I send
different guys every time. How often do they make the delivery studio? Why
someone? When? Rather the first? Usually? Sometimes maybe the second and
the third they bring the books to your hotel? Yeah, I'll leave a
pack up in the lobby addressed to me. They ever use the mails?
They never do. They're not. That's dumb. So you've never seen the
men that you do business with? That so I no, no, you
have no idea where they're operating. I don't know you expect as the squaller
there. I'm telling you, I don't know. Don't push. It's that
kind of a story, Barney. I'm giving it to you straight. Now.
What else do you want? Who's the supply man? And look we
found this notebook in your hotel room. Barney's a list of names in it.
It's your customer book. Friends. Okay, okay, they're customers.
It gives us enough to land on you. I know that I've told you
everything and you still don't know who you work the call. Look, there's
a phone number in this note book. No name to go with it.
Yeah, no, look at it, this one right here. I don't
know it must be an out of customer. Yeah, does it blown up
the boss? I don't know the boss. You don't know me. And
who do you buy the books from? Who says I buy him? You
must know somebody a lot of money. Don't worry. I don't know him
nothing. You don't know me nothing he does. Now you're going to jail
for him. Barney Timpson was booked into Central Jail for violation of the Penal
Code Section three eleven point three. We contacted the telephone company and they traced
the extra phone number in Timpson's notebook to a private residence on Wonderview Drive in
Laurel Canyon. A detail of men was assigned to stake out on the place
during the next week, mainly from information obtained from Barney Timpson's customers. Seven
other peddlers of obscene books and pamphlets were taken into custody in question. Five
of the seven told us they picked up their supply of books from the Laurel
Canyon address. We moved in on the place and found thousands of lute books
and pamphlets stored in the garage. Three men on the premises were taken into
custody. They identified themselves as John Alexander, George kellerher And and Kester.
We brought them downtown and interrogated them for two hours. They refused to admit
anything. They were booked in, but by noon their lawyers arrived and they
were released on ritz of Habeas Corpus. Two pm. Men and I met
with Inspector Lester of Juvenile Bureau. You just had a call from the minut
of steak out of the Loyal Canyon place. I've just been over the garage
with the books the store and they get anythings. Give them a couple of
things might be fair leads. What's in three stacks of books? They found
a wrapped and proof letter he has from the Hevenbrook Hotel. Yeah, we
checked with a hotel. They get all their printing down at Rudolph Brothers placed
out in West la Name's not familiar to me. It's a big layer out
there, especially as religious books, Bible things like that. That doesn't it,
that's for sure. How do you mean be a perfect cover for the
racket printing them Bible one day and a flock of filthy books the next could
be the Senate. What kind of a name does this Rudolph's place have around
town? They've been here long, fifty years, good reputation, Oh,
you could give it a Word's the place on West Third, just below Athens
Street. All right, check the place over, but don't make them suspicious.
Is anything wrong or you're just tipping into al ready to move Rightki,
They've got to reach the presses turning out this chug and choke off the supply
where it starts. That one got a beat in just a minute. You
won't go realistic. Yes happened. I don't where, Okay, they'll be
right out roast and they spied one of the delivery cars where downtown they followed
out to West La Yeah, Rudolph's sprinting shop. Four pm, Ben and
I, together with two other men from Juvenile Bureau, drove out Beverly Boulevard
du Athens Street, and then down one block to the corner of West Third,
where we picked up Gross and Pacelli on Steakhout. The Rudolph brothers printing
company covered almost half a square block on the corner of West third and Athens.
The front of the plant had display windows featuring expensive leather bound Bibles and
other religious literature. While the other men remained on steakhout, Ben and I
crossed the street and entered the plant. We introduced ourselves to the clerk in
charge as potential wholesale customers, and we asked to be shown around the shop.
It was more than obliging. I'd be happy to show you our planned,
gentlemen, the most modern religious publication company in the West. But that's
our claim. Would you stuff this square please? On your left there those
are three of our new levelde machines, excellent mechanisms. Needless to say,
you must employ quite a few men in here, sixty five full time,
enough to meet any emergency rest yards you might want done. Now. Over
here are Bush Emerson hand presses. You handle lonely religious books. Then nothing
else that's right sent. We specialize exclusively in that you don't take in any
small contract school journals things like that. Know, our steady customers take up
all of our time. Here on this stone you see the pages of a
new prayer book we're getting together very over an entirely different kind of type face.
Is that so? Yes? And back there along the wall are new
lineotypes, the very latest monotypes. Then the proof presses next to them are
proof readers, and the flatbed truss load press. Beyond that, it seems
like lots of activity. Bus This is pretty good, I guess. Huh.
Oh, yes, we kept pretty busy. Quality printing is always in
the man. Yeah, well, thanks very much for showing us around and
out of the all gentlemen, anytime, Yeah, this way out, all
right, I'll get to one of my cards here there you are, well,
thank you. And when you're ready to do business where I just give
me a call, i'd be glad to take care of you. All right,
two, thanks, we'll do that. Good afternoon, gentlemen. All
right, what do you think you got me? That's not a place.
Yeah, whatever system they're using, they got it down. Passed bibles,
bribe books, church announcement. That's all I say it. Ben looked h
that man getting out of that cargoing into Rudolph, Sir Alexander, the guy
we picked up this morning. I don't know, I can't. Yeah,
what's the engine? I don't know, but it's gotta be somewhere in that
print shop. Mmm. We went back to the car and waited. A
stake out on Rudolph's printing plant continued. Six pm. The lights in the
display windows when out, the shades were drawn. Watch the employees leave.
Six thirty pm the lights in the plant were still burning. Gross went down
to the corner and picked up some hot dogs and the coffee for our dinner.
We eat in the car. Seven thirty pm, a black cat like
invertible pulled up across the street. Two men got out and let themselves in
through the front door. We waited between seven thirty and eight pm. We
kind of twenty one men entering the planet at printing press and starting up.
Okay, let's move, Yeah, Gross, but Shelley want to go through
the back and then and I will take the front. Right, Let's go
on, said Neat set up. I had it all figured. Yeah.
He didn't spot any site entrances, did you? Oh here we are,
didn't try the door. Snow gun all right or police officers open up.
I'd come on, open up. The press is all right, let's hit
it quick on again. There were there they are Joe we're tryna smak the
plates. Come on, we shatty? What canny? Play both plates?
Watch it? Ben? All right? Come on right you all right?
Holding against the wall. He close, Get those flakes off the press with
it all right? Hold it you too, Joe? Look all right that
the light right round up, post menutes, the gorse covered. Get the
most tables. Come on over for the wall. That's about most of them.
Joe, come in going out the door. Come on, hit them
off, whatever, Come on you come on back and wait, get your
hands off. Hold it up, mister, come on over there with the
rest. Pay for this. I'll sue you done your last night. Come
on simmer day, Joe. We got Rudolph going out the back right,
call the office. Where are we gonna need transportation? Ok? Take those
two with you, huh? All right, come on, we got enough
evidence against them, and we're gonna need it. Two old trades of the
jump right here, Yeah, look right next to it. Yeah, page
from the Bible. The story you have just heard was true, only the
names were changed to protect the innocent. On January ninth, trial was held
in Superior Court, Department ninety four, City and County of Los Angeles,
State of California in a moment. The results of that trial. Frank Rudolph
and sixteen of his accomplices were tried and convicted of possessing lewd and lassvious literature
for the purpose of sale. They received sentences as prescribed by law and are
now serving their terms in the county jail. Remember this Saturday, because that
means demension X on NBC Welcome Back. Well, we got to hear Harry
Morgan on Dragnet for the first time in nineteen fifty as the guy with the
Boys Club, although he was a bit muffled, although not a fault to
the audio. It was Jack Webb's dedication to realism. You know, you
can just imagine Jack web saying I want him to sound like he's at the
back of the auditorium. I want listeners to have that experience of hearing the
tendiness of the echo and straining to hear him, and maybe somebody else on
the production team says, couldn't we just pretend he was closer to the front,
so there's no echo. No. Friday's comment on new Laws as a
solution stood out to me in a way that I don't think it has before.
The last time we played this was in early twenty fifteen, and it
seems like today there's probably more demand for government to do things to fix our
morality. And this is from across the political spectrum, so Friday's perspective is
very different from what we're thinking in the twenty twenties. The team's pushers dodges
on the books were classic and totally believable for a teenager being caught by the
cops, including the I forgot my combination nonsense. Stacy Harris also got to
play that one guy who should never be involved in selling illegal material. Friday
brought him in, but this was not a tough caller, and really it
was just a matter of time until he got caught. Compare him to how
suspicious drug dealers get in the Undercover episodes, and this guy was just way
too eager, way too obvious, way too pushing, way too public in
flashing the material around, including to a woman who indicated she had no interest
in selling it or in having it in the place she worked. This was
a guy who was way too much of a fan of his own quote unquote
product to actually be successful in selling it without getting caught by the Police.
Well, now we turn to listener comments and feedback, and we've got a
couple of comments from Julie on Instagram regarding The Big Gangster Part one. Julie
rits, this episode was amazing. The whole scene where Friday and Ramaryll are
questioning the guy playing pinball and the bar fight. Wow, the sound effects.
Guys deserve an award. Also, I hope Rameri got his showix I
was crafting up on his longing for that piece of pie. Oh. I
also want to work Friday's insult into a conversation. Somehow you missed a step
from the gutter to the sidewalk. Well, Julie, thanks so much for
the comment. And I have to say that food is one of the ways
that Dragnet brings home the challenges of being on the force and the sort of
difficulties policemen have to go through. Probably the thing that gets my sympathy the
most is when they are on a case and are you know, they're vocally
indicating like how hungry they are, and they're at the restaurant they place the
order and they're sitting there talking about the case, and then somebody comes in
and says, oh, you need to go. There's a break in the
case, and so they have to leave. The food is done, and
you're just like, oh, these four guys. And of course sound effects
on Dragonet are amazing. Even though I poked fun a little bit at the
auditorium effect, you do have to appreciate the dedication that goes into that,
and I hope you find the opportunity, Julie. I would recommend being finding
a conversation partner that you don't much care for that might just be your last
conversation with them. Oftentimes, folks who grew up on the nineteen sixties television
show or have seam portrayals of that in the media will tend to associate Joe
Friday with sort of long speeches or lectures. And while I have an appreciation
for most of those later speeches, Joe Friday was the absolute master of these
sort of one liner put downs. Now these might not translate to the Internet
generation. Well, I wondered about, you know, could you put together
like a clip real where these were used. But more often than not,
to really appreciate the context, you have to hear what was said before that,
and sometimes you'll have a criminal going on for a minute or two minutes,
and then Friday either ask a brief question and then delivers his line after
a brief answer, or he just delivers the line and it's five seconds and
Friday wins, which I guess is proof that it's not always the person who
talks the longest that wins the argument. Well, now it's time to thank
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Corbett. This is Mike Wearing. Goodbye, Wearing, Hold it. I
want to talk to you. I don't want to talk to you. I've
already got a head at Travis killing. By a chance, you've been listening
at key holes naturally in my profession. All right, Wearing, what do
you want? I got no time for idle chit chat. I want you
to do me a favorite. I told you I got no time. You
have you love it? What makes you think so? Might get me killed?
All of a sudden, I find myself strangely interacted. Tell me Ma,
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