1:16:00
and he would stick it up.
1:16:07
- Can I help you, sir?
- Get your hands in the air, Pops.
1:16:10
Give me everything
in the register!
1:16:12
Emmet was so panicked
by hearing gunshots...
1:16:14
he crept into the front seat
and took off.
1:16:17
He didn't get more than 50 feet
before he crashed into an oncoming car.
1:16:22
Now there's this terrible crash.
Miraculously, no one is hurt.
1:16:26
And who gets out of the car
but a group of musicians.
1:16:30
I can't remember who it was.
1:16:32
It was like Buck Clayton, Coleman
Hawkins, Teddy Wilson or something.
1:16:35
But there, suddenly,
standing in front of Emmet...
1:16:39
is Django Reinhardt.
1:16:55
I believe later that year...
1:16:58
Emmet turned up in New Jersey...
1:17:00
and made that recording he did
of one of his own compositions.
1:17:04
"Unfaithful Woman."
1:17:29
Very good, everybody.
1:17:31
- Particularly me.
- That was great. And me.
1:17:34
- Let's go get somethin' to eat.
- Emmet, we're going to New York.
1:17:37
We're goin' to New York.
The big money.
1:17:41
Can I get those cigarettes?
1:17:43
Em, I tell you, the music business
really picked up, just like you said.
1:17:47
We got some dancers lined up for
tonight, pretty ones. They are wild.