:17:00
You still here, motherfucker?
What's up?
:17:03
Mylanta! We need more Mylanta
out here for this girl!
:17:07
(Laughing) Boom!
:17:11
Probably a fuckin' triple-header.
:17:13
Outdoors in the mud,
60 casings around,
:17:15
and a big herd of Nubians
stepping all over everything, man.
:17:23
- Alla salute.
- Mazel tov.
:17:28
Ahh! I just don't like
them aeroplane bottles.
:17:36
(Siren)
:17:49
(Man speaking Spanish)
:18:00
What the fuck happened?
:18:02
- Oh, that boy got shot up!
- Who did?
:18:09
I wouldn't know. I wasn't here, so
I can't talk intelligently about it.
:18:12
Yo, uh... I wouldn't want you
not to talk intelligently.
:18:19
(Man) The body cold already.
:18:21
Excuse me. Coming through. Thank you.
:18:23
(Woman) Damn! Excuse me(!)
:18:27
Hey! Welcome to the show
that never ends.
:18:30
Bartucci, what you got?
:18:32
We got a black male, dead man.
Darryl Adams, 22 years old.
:18:35
He's the night manager of this joint.
:18:37
Kid's standin' by the door having
a conversation with another male.
:18:41
Pop, pop, poppity-pop.
Darryl goes down.
:18:43
Shooter does a Carl Lewis.
:18:45
Neighbourhood says
there's four shots fired.
:18:48
At this point, that's all she wrote.
:18:50
- Robbery?
- Nah. Way too fast.
:18:53
Drugs? Was he a scumbag?
:18:55
To tell you the truth,
I never seen this kid before.