: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.
:19:01
Boys, Darryl Adams.
Darryl Adams, the boys.
:19:04
- Hey, Darryl.
- Hello in there.
:19:08
(Cop) Live by the gun,
die by the gun.
:19:12
- The kid had brains.
- Good thing he was wearin' his gold.
:19:15
Bing, bing, bing. Ricochet Rabbit.
:19:17
I still think it was the food here.
:19:19
Hal, get in there,
tell me what you got.
:19:24
There she blows.
:19:26
Let's see.
No powder burns on the face.
:19:28
- These eyes have lied.
- Looking about 30, 35 years old.
:19:33
- Doors one and two.
- OK, let's see.
:19:35
Nothin' up the sleeve.
:19:37
He might get better,
but he ain't never gettin' well.
:19:39
- And presto!
- Hey, slapped him five.
:19:41
On the light hand side.
:19:43
Hey, look at that. Looks like some
kind of an Egyptian peace sign.
:19:47
You're right there. It says goodbye.
:19:50
Hey, Moe. My main man.
Gonna need prints off that door.
:19:53
Fuck you, Rocco.
That'll really narrow it down(!)
:19:55
We'll get half the yos
in Brooklyn off this door.
:19:58
- What, did you eat at Ahab's Burger?
- Yeah.