Lyrics:

>'Dragnet' opening theme<



Narrator: The story of Little Blue Riding Hood is true. Only the colour has been changed to prevent an investigation.



>'Dragnet' opening music<



Joe (voice-over): This is the woods. My name is Wednesday, I work outa' homicide. Monday, February the 2nd, 10:22am. Bumped into Chicken Lickin'. Told me the sky was falling. I booked her on a 614, turned her over to the psychiatrists. Then a call came in on a 503. When I was on my way to the 503 a 618 came in. I added up the 614, the 503 and the 618. Got 1735. I handed in my paper to the Chief, he corrected it, gave me 100%, patted me on the head. Told me I was a good cop.



>dramatic music<



Joe (voice-over): 11:45am, it happened. I saw a little girl in a blue hood carrying a basket. I stopped to question her.



Joe: Pardon me, ma'am, could I talk to you for just a minute, ma'am?



Little Blue: What about?



Joe: Nothing much, ma'am. Just wanna' ask you a few questions, ma'am. What's your name?



Little Blue: Little Blue Riding Hood.



Joe: Where ya' going, ma'am?



Little Blue: Grandma's house.



Joe: Yes, ma'am. Whad'ya got in the basket?



Little Blue (defensively): Whad'ya trying to say, I got something in the basket I shouldn't have?



Joe: No, ma'am, I didn't say that.



Little Blue: Then whad'ya asking me all these questions for?



Joe: Just routine, ma'am, we just wanna' get the facts. May I have a look in that basket, ma'am?



Little Blue: Be my guest.



Joe: Let's see. Sawed-off shotgun. Knife. Bludgeon. Box of dumdum shells. Nothing suspicious here. All right, ma'am, we may want to talk to you later, so don't leave the woods.



>dramatic music<



Joe (voice-over): She skipped on down the path. But she didn't know I'd seen the concealed compartment in the basket. In it, what I'd suspected all along - goodies.



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Joe (voice-over): My job - get to grandma's before she did. I took a shortcut through the strawberry patch. It was sort of a strawberry shortcut.



>sound of walking<



Joe (voice-over): I walked up to the cottage, rang the bell.



>door bell<



Grandma: Come in, dear.



>door opens<



Joe: OK, grandma, it's a raid.



Grandma (acting surprised): A raid? Why, I'm just a peace-loving old lady, you've got the wrong grandma.



Joe: Yes, ma'am. We just wanna' get the facts. Where'd you get that bump on your head?



Grandma: The sky fell on me this morning.



>dramatic music<



Joe (voice-over): I made a note to book her on a 614 and turn her over to the psychiatrists. I tied her up, put her in the closet, then I put on the grandma suit and got into bed.



>knock on door<



Joe (making no attempt to disguise his voice): Come in, ma'am.



>door opens<



Little Blue: Hello, grandma, I got the loot. What're you doin' in bed?



Joe: I'm feeling poorly.



Little Blue: But grandma, what big ears you have!



Joe: All the better to get the facts. I just wanna' get the facts, ma'am.



Little Blue: But grandma, what a big subpoena you have in your pocket!



Joe: All the better to serve you with.



Little Blue: But grandma, what a big .38 police special you have pointed at me!



Joe: All the better to take you in. You're under arrest. You and your grandma are operating a goodies ring.



Little Blue (sadly): A cop. I shoulda' known.



Joe: Known what, ma'am?



Little Blue (sadly): You look nothing like my grandma. You forgot about the mustache.



Joe: But I don't have a mustache.



Little Blue: I know. But grandma does.



>dramatic music<



Frank: Well, I see you broke the goodies ring. How'd you get a lead on 'er, Joe?



Joe: I just played a hunch, Frank. It was just a hunch. I played my luck; sometimes a hunch pays off, sometimes it doesn't, I was just lucky, I just played a hunch, Frank.



Frank: What you're trying to say, Joe, is you just played a hunch. A lucky guess. Sometimes a hunch pays off, sometimes it doesn't. You just played a hunch. Is that what you're trying to tell me, Joe?



Joe: Yeah. I just played a hunch.



>'Dragnet' end music<