The Mirthless Moonshiner's Methyl Murders (aka-Bad Booze Bootleggers)

By transcription we take you now behind the scenes of a police headquarters in a great American city or under the cold glaring lights, what passed before us the innocent, the vagrant. This is the line up. Pretty good line tonight. 42 boys upstairs. Can you run into it? Didn't see him.

Anything interesting in the line? Shape take a look. Yeah, but brother sir, the second branch I think. Yeah, it's the second. May I have your attention, please? I'm in the shot. Please, please, sir. The wire is open.

Move them, have your attention, please. Sergeant Pete Carter, I'll explain the line up to you. Each of the suspects you see will be numbered. I'll call up a number, their name and charge. If you have any questions or identifications, please remember the number assigned to the prisoners I call his name.

If you are sure or not too sure of the suspects, have in hell. The questions I ask these suspects are merely to get a natural tone of voice, but do not pay too much attention to their answers as they often lie.

Okay, bring on the line. All right, keep it moving. Face front. You'll back it up a little. Back right up against the wall. Okay, hands at your side, face front. Now when I caught up to your number, step out and look straight ahead.

Keep your voice loud enough so everyone can hear you. Okay, number one. Ernest Fletcher, robbery. Stand up straight, take your hands out of your pockets. Don't let it mean you look straight. You wanna car?

What do you left, Jack? You're watching now. Talk up. What's you mavening? I heard the Seven West Washington Avenue. It's a terrible guy to get something to say about it. Plus, robbery.