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:38:03
[ Reporters
Continue Shouting ]

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[Man]
My mother told me

:38:07

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'Fore she passed away
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Said Son, when l'm gone
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[Siren Wailing]
Don't forget to pray

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'Cause there'll be
hard times

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What do they expect ?
Of course a riot broke out.
Hard times

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Every time we try to defend
our own neighborhoods,

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they send the cops in
to bust us in our heads.

:38:36
If you feel so strongly
about all this, Hurricane,
why aren't you out there...

:38:40
in stead of sittin' in here
drinkin' ?

:38:43
I'm drinking club soda,
first of all,

:38:45
and I'm in here because
you asked me to be here.

:38:49
But you're right.
Maybe I should
go down there.

:38:51
Maybe I should grab my gun,
shoot me half a dozen
of them nigger-hatin' cops.

:38:56
What you think, Bucky ?
:38:58
I know I can get me
about five of'em
before they get me.

:39:02
Ed ? Huh ?
:39:08
How about you ?
You wanna come ?

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[ Laughing ]
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Shit.
That's off the record,
by the way.

:39:19
Oh, he knows that.
Don't you ?

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Sure, champ, sure.
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You betcha.
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[Woman Gasps]
[Man Shouts]
Take that, champ !

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Get down.
Ohh !
[ Baby Crying ]

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[Man Continues
Shouting]
Right here.

:39:45
[Glass Shatters]
[ Screams ]
Rubin !

:39:47
Get down ! Stay down !
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Oh, Lord, what is it ?
[Man]
Let's get outta here !

:39:52
[Tires Squealing,
Car Racing Away]
[ Baby Continues Crying ]


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