It's a decent episode that seems to stick more closely to what we may call -- as long as we're smiling broadly -- ordinary life. Nobody steals ladies' shoes or paints his face red.
A clean-cut high school boy used to be well behaved but he's been picked up for joy riding in a stolen car. His mother just washed him and now can't do a thing with him. Friday and Gannon talk some man-talk to the kid, who sloughs it off. Even a tour of the LAPD's facilities doesn't seem to do more than affect him momentarily.
On a later occasion his mother visits Friday and Gannon again. The kid is worse than ever, staying out all line, hanging with the wrong kinds of friends, wearing white after Labor Day, and who knows what all. The detective are sympathetic but are hobbled by the law, which assumes that this is a family matter.
And so it is, until one fateful night the kid steals still another car and totals both it and himself. After what we've seen of the youthful miscreant, it hard to feel heartbroken. He'd have probably grown up to be a politician anyway.
A clean-cut high school boy used to be well behaved but he's been picked up for joy riding in a stolen car. His mother just washed him and now can't do a thing with him. Friday and Gannon talk some man-talk to the kid, who sloughs it off. Even a tour of the LAPD's facilities doesn't seem to do more than affect him momentarily.
On a later occasion his mother visits Friday and Gannon again. The kid is worse than ever, staying out all line, hanging with the wrong kinds of friends, wearing white after Labor Day, and who knows what all. The detective are sympathetic but are hobbled by the law, which assumes that this is a family matter.
And so it is, until one fateful night the kid steals still another car and totals both it and himself. After what we've seen of the youthful miscreant, it hard to feel heartbroken. He'd have probably grown up to be a politician anyway.