Well, there's another one in jail. It's not easy being a "cop". I see a lot of kids come and go. This one's been in before, I think. It's hard to tell, we get so many. At least this one's got a family. Most of the others don't have anyone to turn to. This one will leave soon, leaving room for others. I wish I could help him. I wish I could help all of them. But there too many. I have my own life to live. I don't have time to help the kids who come in each day. I can't neglect myself. How can one man help the thousands who need help. I can't help him, or any of the others. Maybe someone else will take care of him. Maybe someone else will keep him out of trouble. What if no one does? He'll just end up here again with the others I couldn't, or didn't, help. What if one of my own kids ended up here? What would I do? Could I help them? Is it wrong for me to want to help my own family first? My family has to go first. No matter what I do, thousands will come, all the same.