Dragnet: The Big Child

Dragon. Ladies and gentlemen, the story you're about to hear is true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Detective Sergeant, you're assigned a juvenile detail. You get a call from Georgia Street receiving hospital.

A three-year-old child has been brought in. Her condition is critical. There's evidence of foul play. Your job? Check it out. To assemble August 14th, it was warm and all saying this. We're working the night watch out of juvenile detail.

My partner is Frank Smith. Boss's cap and powers. My name's Friday. I was on my way back from detention cells and it was 728 p.m. And I got the second floor of George's free june.

Squad room. Hi, how'd it go? Nothing. Those kids weren't copped to a thing. What about the weapons? Only admit they had them and that's all. Nothing about what they were going to do with them.

No. I don't know Joe. Today kids got a lot more than we ever had. TV, cars, a lot of things. It seems like they aren't happy unless they're figuring out how to beat somebody's brains out.

I don't know if it doesn't go for all of them. Well enough to give us a headache. Yeah. I'll take those kids upstairs. If they spent the same time doing something constructive that they do make in the zip guns and saps it, it have something worth while.

Something worth remembering. Maybe it'll work out the same way. Why me? They won't forget this. You have no Friday. Yeah, Doc. Once you come in. Anybody with it? Give me that again, wouldn't you? Yeah, I got it.

Okay. We'll check it. That's right. Alright. We'll get back to you later. Thanks, Doc. Bye. It was Dr. Sebastian. Yeah? Just brought a little girl into her emergency. Had convulsions. Ah, she do. Dead on arrival.