Mr. Ball. That's close to a foot?
Mr. Westbrook. Yes; I'd say 10 inches.
Mr. Ball. Ten inches.
Mr. Westbrook. And I asked him his name and he didn't answer, and so that was the only thing. Then I yelled—there was so much confusion and it was rather loud, and I yelled at the top of my voice, I said, "Get him out of here. Get him in the squad car and head straight to the city hall and notify them you are on the way." And so they immediately left with him.
Mr. Ball. Were you the senior officer there?
Mr. Westbrook. Possibly—I don't think there was another captain there. There was a lieutenant and then I ordered all of them to be sure and take the names of everyone in the theatre at that time.
Mr. Ball. We have asked for names of people in the theatre and we have only come up with the name of George Applin. Do you know of any others?
Mr. Westbrook. He possibly might have been the only one in there at the time—the rest of them might have been working there, because I'm sure at that time of day you would have more employees than you would have patrons.
Mr. Ball. You didn't take the names of any of the patrons?
Mr. Westbrook. No, sir.