Christmas Dragnet

This is the season. My name is Wednesday my partner is Frank Jones, the cheapest cabin Kellogg. December the 24th Christmas Eve. They brought in a guy named Grudge. When I heard that they booked him on my blood ran cold. It was a 409-6325-1096704. Not believing in Santa Claus.

4.35 pm. I was working the holiday watch at a homicide with Frank. Hang up your stocking yet, Joe? Yeah, just before I come down. You too, Frank? Always do. I'm gonna have early just in case I have to work late tonight. Wouldn't want to miss out and Santa Claus comes, you know. Sure wouldn't be a shame. What you gonna do

tomorrow Joe? What you gonna do on Christmas? You got any plans? Nothing much. Why don't you go buy the house Joe? We're gonna have Christmas dinner. You know, all the trimmings. Turkey, celery stuffing, oysters, maybe, chestnuts. All the trimmings.

Cranberry sauce. Love to have you. The mist is always fixed as a plate of relish with them little carrot sticks. You know, olives, pickles, scallions. Most folks call them green onions but they really scallions. Do you ever notice that Joe? Have you noticed what Frank? How most folks call them green onions but

They're really scallions. Scallions. Anytime after two, Joe, love to have you. Well I'll see. Love to have you. Well I'll see. The mrs. always fixes the plate of relish with them carrot sticks. You know them little carrot sticks?

I'll have pickles, scallions. Let's not go through that again. Love to have you. Go through what again, Joe? How most folks call them green onions, but they're really scallions. Oh, you noticed that too, huh, Joe?