[Radio operator speaking in the background.]
[Ill Woman:] No! Help! No!
[Narrator:] A great many people with whom the average policeman must cope
are mentally disturbed.
A few of these become violent.
It's fortunate when the police can call on skilled psychiatric attendants for help.
However, most of the time the police must deal with the mentally disturbed on their own.
The vast majority of mentally disturbed people are not violent.
They are borderline cases who will continue to live outside institutions.
Many are old people whose bodily ills are affecting their minds.
[Fanny:] No, I don't want to.
[Deli owner:] Somebody has got to do something. That's the third time this week.
[Fanny:] But I bought them bananas for my children.
[Police officer:] Step aside, we'll take care of this lady.
What's the trouble, Fanny?
[Fanny:] I want those bananas, to fry for my children, to bring them home and I can't do it.
[Police Officer:] Well listen uhh, we'll take care of that uhh.
Don't you want to show us some pictures of your children?
[Fanny:] Wait, I have it in my purse.
[Police officer:] Well, come on, you can show it to us.
[Fanny:] If you find anything then you'll see my husband.
[Narrator:] They can be handled best at times like this by the policeman
who has made their acquaintance on his daily rounds.
The mentally retarded are seldom violent.
The police problem here is to keep the boy from being teased or misled into serious crime.
The officer who is aware of the neighborhood situation and knows the boy's family
is in a better position to head off real trouble.
[Mother:] He's thirteen now and I think he should have friends.
There's the boys out there.
I just don't know what to do, he's getting out of hand now.
I just don't know.
[A riverboat horn sounds.]
[An officer leads a man out of the river.]
[Narrator:] The would-be suicide is also suffering from some type of emotional disturbance.
Once rescued, such persons are almost never difficult to handle but they tend to be repeaters.
Unless safeguards are taken the police may well have to rescue this man all over again tonight.
The public seldom appreciates how risky and time- consuming these rescues can be.
[Riverboat horn.]
[Police officer:] One pack of wet cigarettes.
Wilson gonna give you a receipt with uhh, for your money. We'll let you use the phone.
You don't wanna use the phone?
I'll let your folks know that you're in here then.
[Narrator:] Where laws permit, a person who has attempted suicide should be held
until medical help can be found.
Belts, shoelaces, or clothes he might use in a new attempt to kill himself are, of course, removed.
[Police officer:] Just go right on in.
Everything is going to be all right.
[Narrator:] It's important that he be put in a cell by himself.
[Police Officer:] Want a cigarette?
Let me give you a light.
[Narrator:] He should be allowed to smoke, but given no matches.
Few precinct stations have special isolation cells.
In this one the toilet bowl, wash basin, and bunk are all possible sources of danger
if the prisoner should make another attempt on his life.
So the turnkey is careful to put where he can be watched more or less constantly.
[Voice on intercom calls jail out cell numbers that are under observation.]
[Police officer:] The boy is perfectly all right.
Joe, Miss Chandler bought some cloths for her boy in the back.
[Joe:] He can't have this tie.You must take it back home.
[Police Officer:] That's why I say the best thing to do is leave the boy in here.
Don't bail him out.
Let him stay here until we can have a doctor look at him.
[Father:] Yes I know that uh, it's not the first time.
[Police Officer:] That's what I mean, we've handled him twice in this precinct already.
In here he can't hurt anybody and he can't hurt himself.
We'll let a doctor look at him in the morning.
In the meantime, if you all can get an ambulance from one of the psychiatric hospitals
and take him to the hospital, we'll be glad to release him to ya.
But he'll be better off here until you can do that.
[Father:] Thank you, lieutenant.
[Police officer:] That's all right sir.
[Narrator:] Once again, taking time to talk with the family is good police work.
[Radio operator:] Time is 8:14 [?]
Item 101.
Car 10.
[Police officer:] Car 10.
[Radio operator:] Car 10, investigate a disturbance at 5002 Diamond Street.
[Narrator:] Most reports of trouble come to the police without any suggestion
that a mental patient might be involved.
They must be prepared for anything.
[Sounds of autos on the road, honking, car door slams.]
[Woman:] Officer there's a man next to me, in my apart..
next to my apartment, who is cussing and swearing something awful.
[Police officer:] Don't worry, we'll take care of it ma'am.
[The tenants try to speak to officers as they enter.]
What's the trouble up there?
[Tenant:] I don't know officer, them people been raising hell up there all night.
[Police officer:] Who's up there?
[Tenant:] The only one that I know is Paul Horace and his wife.
[Police officer:] Any fire escapes or stairways from the apartment?
[Tenant:] The only one you see is right up there in front of you.
[Police Officer:] All right, if you could move all of these people out of the stairway
in case we have to come out fast.
[Tenant:] All right officer.
All right folks, let's move down.
[Mr. Horace shouts something as the officers approach his door.]
[Police officer:] Mr. Horace, open the door. Police.
[Mr. Horace continues to scream through the door.]
[A women's voice:] One moment please!
[Second officer:] Here she comes.
[Mrs. Horace:] He's got a knife, I know he's got a knife. I saw...
[Police officer:] I need you to take it easy.
Take it easy.
Calm down.
Are you all right?
[Mrs. Horace:] Yes officer I'm all right. He hit me but I'm all right.
[Police officer:] Is anybody else in there with him?
[Mrs. Horace:] No officer, he's alone.
[Police officer:] Does he have a gun?
[Mrs. Horace:] No officer.
[Police officer:] All right.
Has he been drinking?
[Mrs. Horace:] Not that much.
[Police officer:] Has he ever acted like this before?
[Mrs. Horace:] He's had spells but he's never hit me before.
[Police Officer:] Is that nervous spells? [Mrs. Horace:] Yes, officer.
[Mr. Horace:] What are you doing!?
God damn it!
You slipped out on me, you went and called those policemen.
Uh huh, I can hear what you sayin'.
I know what you're telling them.
I'm crazy, I done a lot of things.
[Second officer:] Can we go in?
[Police officer:] One at a time.
Get on the radio, tell headquarters to send another car up here.
[Second officer:] But he's alone.
[Police officer:] Alone, but maybe with a knife.
Get down there.
[Second officer:] Clear the stairway. Let's go, let's go.
[Narrator:] Now the sergeant can set his plan of action.
His first step, get more help.
[Crowd of tenants on the stairs talks as the officer comes down.]
Waiting is also part of the sergeant's plan.
If apprehension can be delayed for a while, disturbed people often become easier to manage.
[Mrs. Horace:] No I didn't officer really, I didn't want to cause a fuss.
That's the reason I didn't call.
[Mr. Horace:] Lucy! Can you hear me Lucy?
You sneak behind my back, you went downstairs and called those police.
You was on my side.
[Mrs. Horace:] Can you see?
He's been acting strange lately.
He umm, he thinks the neighbors are out to kill him.
[Mr. Horace:] Them damn neighbors uh, all they do is make trouble.
[Mrs. Horace:] And um really, I have been ashamed.
[Mr. Horace:] Officer. Don't listen to what she's telling ya.
[Police officer:] Is he the same Paul Horace who worked at the Midway Garage on Jackson Avenue?
[Mrs. Horace:] Ah yes, he's the same.
But he didn't work nowhere much lately.
Um, said he's not feeling good.
And when I asked him to go to doctor he just got mad.
[Mr. Horace:] You hear me Lucy?
I can hear what you're saying.
You better tell 'em the truth.
[Second officer:] In here, guys.
[Mr. Horace:] I'll take you and those neighbors.
[Police officer:] Hi fellas. I'm'a try to talk him out of the room first.
But in the event that I fail, Abicoss you follow me into the room.
You take the left side, I'll go to the right.
[Abicoss:] Captain.
[Police officer:] Simms, I want you stationed at this door
in the event that we have trouble with him.
Solva, you watch that entrance door to the hallway.
We gonna try talking first.
[Narrator:] Even when reinforcements are here, delay is still part of the sergeant's plan.
Perhaps he can win Mr. Horace's confidence and avoid any physical struggle.
[Police officer:] Let me come in and talk to you, Paul.
[Mr. Horace:] No.
Talk through the door.
[Police officer:] We heard you had trouble with the neighbors,
I want to come in and help you.
[Mr. Horace:] Those son of a bitches just tell you anything.
Go help them.
They'll kill me.
Did they tell you they want to kill me?
[Police officer:] There are four of us here now, Paul.
We won't let them hurt ya.
Four of us, Paul.
[Mr. Horace:] Watch for them, that's the one that needs watching.
[Simms:] Open the door Paul, let us in.
[Police officer:] Let me in to talk to you, Paul.
[Mr. Horace:] No, talk through the door.
[Police officer:] I can talk better if we come in.
[Mr. Horace:] I can hear right through the door.
[Police officer:] Let me come in and talk to you Paul.
[Mr. Horace:] No, I don't need any talking to.
[Police officer:] Let me help you, that's all I want to do.
[Mr. Horace:] Talk to the son of a bitch that called you.
[Police officer:] I want to come in and help you Paul.
I want to see if you're all right.
[Mr. Horace:] Go ask them, they know more about me than I do myself.
[A crash is heard in the other room.]
[Police officer:] Is there a ceiling light in the room ma'am?
[Mrs. Horace nods her head yes.]
Where's the switch?
[Mrs. Horace:] Right past the TV, towards the other door.
[Police officer:] We're coming in Paul, to talk to you.
What are you doing in the dark?
Come on out now, let's talk.
Paul, we want to help you, we're not trying to hurt ya.
Come on in, out of the dark so we can talk.
Let's be friends.
Oh, there you are.
[Mr. Horace:] You get out now!
Get away!
Go away, get that out my eyes.
[Police officer:] Come on now, let's come out and talk.
[Mr. Horace:] No.
[Police Officer:] Let's be friends, we want to help you.
[Mr. Horace:] No. I'm afraid to come out.
[Police officer:] We want, we're not going to let your neighbors bother you.
[Mr. Horace:] Those son of a bitches, I'll cut 'em up.
They...cut me up, I'll cut them up before.
[Police officer:] Don't worry about 'em Paul, we're here to protect you.
I'm gonna put the light on, you hear?
[Mr. Horace:] No uh uh...
[Police officer:] Yeah I'm'a put the light on so we can be in the light.
[Mr. Horace:] No, leave the light off.
[Police officer:] No I'm gonna put it on.
[Mr. Horace:] No, I don't want to come out, leave the light off.
[Police officer:] We'll put it on so we can talk a little bit better.
[Mr. Horace:] We can talk with the light off.
You're not gonna get me.
You're not gonna take me.
No. You're not gonna get me.
[Police officer:] How 'bout coming out and talk now Paul, we want to be friends.
[Mr. Horace:] No. You're not going to take me.
No.
Not gonna get me.
[Police officer:] Come on out, let's be friends now, we tryin' to help you.
We've got plenty police protection here for you.
[Narrator:] Mr. Horace knows other people are listening.
In part, his words of defiance are spoken for their ears.
And noisy crowds can disrupt the most careful approach.
Even when the police are working behind closed doors.
[Female neighbor:] Haven't they got that man out of here yet?
[Simms:] Keep quiet and get back.
[Narrator:] The sergeant continues to take his time,
knowing his armed cover men are in position to move quickly if necessary.
[Police officer:] I heard you've been having trouble with your neighbors,
that's why we're here to protect you.
Take it easy. Take it easy.
We're your friends, Paul.
Why don't you put the knife down.
[Mr. Horace:] Because I need this knife.
[Police officer:] We're here to protect you, Paul.
There are four of us here to help you.
Nobody's gonna touch you.
Nobody will hurt you.
[Mr. Horace:] But it's my protection.
This knife.
[Police officer:] The neighbors are not gonna hurt you.
Why don't you put the knife down on the table so we can be friends.
[Mr. Horace:] No uh-uh, I want this knife.
[Police officer:] But we can't be friends if you're gonna hold a knife at me.
Put it down.
Put it down, I'm going to protect you.
Nobody'll get near you, to hurt you.
Nobody's gonna hurt you.
We'll take care of you, you don't have to worry about anybody.
[Mr. Horace:] How 'bout those neighbors?
[Police officer:] We'll take care of the neighbors.
We're your friends.
I'm here to protect you, Paul.
And we have three other men to help you.
[Mr. Horace:] They're going to protect me.
[Police officer:] They're going to protect you.
Drop the knife, Paul.
You won't need it, we're gonna be friends.
We're here to help you.
Drop the knife before you hurt yourself, Paul.
You won't need it.
[Paul lunges toward the officer but he's hit with the chair and falls down.]
[Mrs. Horace:] No. No!
[The officers pile on top of Paul to make sure he can't attack.]
[Police officer:] Take it easy Paul. Take it easy.
Take it easy, don't fight.
We don't want to hurt you.
Come on now.
Take it easy.
Calm down.
[Narrator:] Mentally disturbed people feel pain quite as much as the rest of us.
Part of Mr. Horace's resistance is due to muscle spasms.
Frightened and bewildered as he obviously is, the more he is hurt, the more he will struggle.
Blows and pain-causing holds could make him go wild.
[Police officer:] Feeling better now?
Come on now.
Come on, let us help you.
Let us help you.We don't want to fight you.
[Tenant 1:] That man sure is crazy.
[Tenant 2:] He been there acting crazy all night.
[Police officer:] Ease up.
Solva, didn't I tell you get those damn people outta here?
Come on, we've run those people away, Paul.
[Solva pushes the crowd down the stairway.]
I'm gonna put the cuffs on you, you hear Paul?
I'm gonna put the cuffs on now so you don't hurt yourself.
[Narrator:] It's a shock to most people when handcuffs are used.
Whenever possible they should be avoided.
Right now Sergeant Cutrer's hands, his voice, and his unhurried pace are helping Paul's sick mind
to accept these restraints with the least possible damage.
[Police officer:] Let it come back, Paul.
I don't wanna hurt you.
Come on back with it Paul.
Loosen up.
Loosen up.
Loosen up.
All right, loosen.
Easy, Paul.
Loosen your arm.
Let your arm loose.
Go on, let it loose.
Let it loose, don't fight Paul.
We're not trying to hurt you.
Put the cuffs on him.
Easy with it now, don't hurt him.
Come on, ease up Paul.
Take it easy now.
Easy now boy.
Easy, Paul.
Easy.
Come on, don't fight Paul. You're gonna hurt yourself.
We're gonna get you off the floor, you hear Paul?
Take it easy, now.
Come on now, we don't want to hurt you.
We're gonna roll you over.
Come on, let's roll him all the way.
All right.
[Narrator:] What a disturbed person experiences during these first crisis hours
can have an important influence on his chances of ever making a permenant recovery.
[Police officer:] You okay boy?
Huh? We're friends now?
[Mr. Horace:] You're going to get me up? [Police officer:] Yeah, we're gonna stand you up.
We're going to let you stand up right now,
as soon as you feel okay. So take it easy now, you hear?
All right, you ready?
[Street sounds as ambulance arrives.]
We came here to help you.We heard you were in trouble.
[Mr. Horace:] I got the police here now, let 'em try something.
Damn neighbors. I don't want no neighbors around here.
[Police officer:] They're not going to try anything while we're here.
We're with you.
[Mr. Horace:] Where's your partner?
[Simms:] I'm right here. I'm right here.
[Mr. Horace:] You're going to go with us?
[Simms:] I'm going with you.
[Mrs. Horace:] I'm sorry officer, I've caused you so much trouble.
But I really don't know what has got into him lately.
[Solva:] Don't worry about it lady, he'll be all right until the doctor can look at him.
[Police officer:] Now Paul, what we're gonna do is take you away from here,
where you'll be safe from the neighbors.
Now don't be afraid of that.
[Mr. Horace:] You know they'll have the neighbors around, when I go down there.
[Police Officer:] The neighbors are not going to be around.
[Solva:] The wagon is here.
[Mr. Horace:] What's the wagon for?
I don't want to go in no wagon.
I don't want the wagon.
[Police officer:] We're all going Paul. We're all going.
All four of us besides you.
[Mr. Horace:] Well make sure those neighbors are not around.
[Police Officer:] They won't be around. We'll take care of you.
Come on lets go.
[Mr. Horace:] I'll show those neighbors.. [Police Officer:] Ready? Let's go then.
[Mr. Horace:] Crazy damn neighbors.
[Solva:] Come on clear the stairs, go back to your rooms. Everybody get down.
[Police officer:] Nobody's gonna hurt you.
We'll take care of you.
You just go with us.
[Mr. Horace:] No. Move those people out of there.
[Police officer:] Get those people off the stairs.
[Mr. Horace:] I'm not going to go.
[Police officer:] Don't worry Paul, we're gonna take care of you.
We won't let anybody hurt you, Paul.
Nobody's going to hurt you. Nobody's going to hurt you. Paul.
Take it easy now.
You all right?
Ready to go?
[Mr. Horace:] Yeah. You're going to get those people out.
[Police officer:] We'll get the people out, don't worry about the people.
[Mr. Horace:] All right.
[Police Officer:] Alright lets go now.
Take it easy, Paul.
[Simms:] He'll be all right.
[Mrs. Horace:] Thank you, officer.
[Police officer:] Let him come down.
Nobody's going to come near you.
[Mr. Horace:] Well, how about outside?
[Police officer:] We're going to take care of you, don't you worry about them.
Let us worry about the people.
All we're worried about is you.
[Mr. Horace:] I don't want those damn people around me.
[Narrator:] Ideally, Mr. Horace would be taken directly to a hospital with facilities
to handle mental cases.
Unfortunately, in most places this is not yet possible.
The police have no place to hold disturbed people but in jail.
Sometimes overnight.
Sometimes for much longer.
[Mr. Horace:] What you doing?
[Police officer 1:] Take it easy Paul, you know you'll get a receipt for it.
[Mr. Horace:] I got pictures in that wallet.
[Police officer 2:] You're gonna get everything back, Paul.
[Officer at desk:] Get his belt.
No belt?
[Mr. Horace:] I got pictures in that wallet.
[Police officer 2:] You're going to get everything back, Paul.
[Mr. Horace:] I don't want anybody to look at those pictures.
My wife's picture is in there.
[Narrator:] Disturbed people tend to be overly suspicious and may need extra reassurance
about the safety of their personal belongings.
[Police officer 1:] Paul, these handcuffs are uncomfortable, aren't they?
[Mr. Horace:] Yeah, they are.
[Police officer 1:] I'll bet they are.
I can't take them off but I think I can help you.
In fact I know I can.
Give me the big belt.
[Officer at desk:] All right.
[Narrator:] Handcuffs and other restraints should be removed as soon as possible.
Making the disturbed person feel more comfortable is the first step in winning his confidence.
[Mr. Horace:] What are you putting this on for?
[Police officer 1:] Paul, it's for your own benefit to see that you don't hurt yourself.
It'll be taken off as quick as we can.
[Narrator:] If he's been upset and jerked at the cuffs during his trip to the station,
he may have pinched or cut himself seriously.
When it seems necessary to use handcuffs for a longer time,
the wrists should be checked every half hour.
Handcuffed in front, he can sit more comfortably and can smoke.
When the cuffs are looped through a restraining belt they cannot be used as a weapon.
[Police officer 2:] Put that away for me.
[Mr. Horace:] Where are we going?
[Police officer 1:] Now there's nobody in here gonna do you anything.
[Prisoners yell as they walk down the hallway.]
Go to sleep will ya? Lay down.
Now stand right here while I get this unlocked.
[Narrator:] To a mentally-ill person, the ordinary sights and sounds of a jail
can be doubly disturbing.
Whenever possible, he should be put in a cell well away from other inmates.
[Police officer 1:] Now Paul, we're gonna put you in here
so that you can get some quiet and some rest.
And if you rest and take care of yourself when the doctor comes,
I'll ask him if he can take those cuffs off.
If he tells me I can, I will.
[Narrator:] This above all should be remembered, what this man hears, what he sees, what he feels
during these first crisis hours have an important influence on his chances
of ever making a permanent recovery.
[Police officer 1:] Now don't forget, if you want another one just call.
We'll be right over there in the office, so just holler if you want anything.
Okay?
[Police officer 2:] Okay Paul, take it easy now. You hear?
[Clanking noise as police open door at end of corridor.]
[Police officer 1:] [?] be quiet.
[Narrator:] The arresting officer's report provides important facts for the medical diagnosis.
Is this man really a mental case?
When the doctor finally sees him he may appear quite rational.
The exact words Mr. Horace used to express his fears of the neighbors and what he did
may be important psychiatric clues.
[Sounds of Mr. Horace pacing in his cell.]
[Officers talk as they come back down the corridor toward Paul's cell.]
[Police officer 1:] Look, why don't you just lay down.
Get a little sleep.
[Prisoner:] Why don't you get me a place to shit.
[Police officer 1:] Well there is none so you'll have to use the floor.
Go ahead.
[Prisoner:] Ah well, I ain't using that floor.
[Prisoner 2:] Hey sergeant can I use the phone please?
[Police officer 1:] Listen I told you a while ago to lay down and go to sleep.
The quicker you sleep it off, the quicker you gonna get out of here.
How you doing? How you feeling?
Well, I spoke to the doctor, he said that if you were quiet that I could take these cuffs off.
How about it?
Okay, turn around.
[Narrator:] Once in his cell, the man's condition should be checked often.
It is not unusual for mentally disturbed people to have moods that swing from one extreme
to the other.
Precautions should be taken against attempts at suicide.
Even when there have been no indications that the person had this on his mind.
[Police officer 1:] Let's see your wrist, Paul.
Now suppose you just sit down there and rest a while, Paul.
As soon as the doctor comes I'll see that he comes in and sees you.
Yeah? Okay.
[Narrator:] Most experienced policemen and doctors agree.
Jail is no place to hold a mentally-ill person if there is any reasonable alternative.
[Radio Operator:] One-ten. That's one up, one down, and one in the middle.
[Police Sergeant:] You know, when Paul Horace came at me with that knife, believe me,
I was plenty glad to have the help that I did have.
But if he could have held off just a minute or two longer,
I think that I could have talked him into dropping his weapon.
I've done the same thing in other cases just like this one.
In handling these people, it always helps me to remember that these people are scared.
Very scared.
They're scared of their families, their neighbors, and of the police too.
When a policemen gets hurt handling a mentally disturbed person, it's mostly because
he has tried to handle the whole deal by himself or with too little help.
The thing gets out of control, you use your weapon,
and then everybody's in trouble.
I remember one time in a case like this, I made a great big mistake.
It happened like this.
[Police Sergeant narrating:] We were over in the old first precinct.
I was new over there and didn't know many people.
We had spent the morning in court and hadn't even had time to get a bite to eat before we went on duty.
[Sounds of police radio.]
[Women:] Policia! Policia!
[The women are speaking rapid Spanish to the police.]
[Police officer 1:] What's the matter?
[Woman 1:] [?] tiene una lucha
[Police officer 1:] Can you speak English?
[Woman 1:] No.
[Police Officer 1:] Do you know what they're saying?
[Bystander:] No, sir.
[Woman 1:] [?] peliando
[Police officer 1:] Why? They have any trouble around here.
Fights or disturbances?
[Bystander:] No sir.
[Police Officer 1:] Well, what's all the hollering about?
[Bystander:] They always hollering, ain't for nothing.
[Police officer 1:] Where do they live?
[Bystander:] Right there sir.
[Woman 1:] [?] peliando.
[Police Officer 1:] Finish your sandwich, I'll go over and handle it,
see what it's all about.
[Police officer 2:] Okay.
[Police officer 1:] This the place?
[Women:] Si, si , si.
[The women continue speaking rapidly.]
[Officer:] Is he sick?
[The man that was on the floor springs up and attacks the officer.]
[The woman screams, closes the door, and hurries away.]
[Sounds of a struggle and a fight.]
[The second officer runs out of the car and heads to the scene.]
Back, get back. Get back!
Abbott, dammit, get in here!
[The officer tries to hold the man back with a chair.]
[Police officer 2:] What the hell is wrong with you, open this door!
[Police officer 1:] I'm coming Abi.
[Officer backs up and opens the door. The second officer rushes in with his gun out.]
Put that gun away.
Give me that cushion.
Get one for yourself.
All right, now stick with me.
[Narrator:] To a mental patient in this condition, the threat of a gun is meaningless.
What's needed here is manpower.
In some types of mental disorder a patient can be rigid one second and overactive the next.
Unless he was knocked unconscious, blows would only make him more violent.
[Police officer 1:] Looks like he's given up.
All right get the piece, end of that carpet up.
[Sounds of effort as officers try to wrap the man up in cushions and a carpet.]
Whew. Ugh. Phew.
[Narrator:] In most communities, ambulance crews will not handle disturbed people.
In the interest of public safety, the police cannot avoid this duty.
Where they understand what these people are like, where they know what to expect,
and act accordingly, the police can do the job safely and effectively,
until a better solution can be found.
[Police officer 3:] Move out the way there.
[Police officer 4:] Put him over here in the empty cell.
Now take the strap and put one over his chest and one just above his knees.
Kind of mushed you up a bit, huh?
[Police officer 1:] Yeah, but it was my own damn fault.
How's he doing now?
[Police officer 4:] Oh he's nice and quiet now.
[Police officer 1:] How soon do you expect the doctor?
[Police officer 4:] Well this is Saturday noon,
and the hospital won't accept him without the doctor's okay.
And he won't be in until Monday morning.
[Police officer 1:] It's a hell of a long time between now and Monday.
[Officer walks out of cell; doors clang shut and footsteps continue down the corridor.]
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