44 Minutes: The North Hollywood Shoot-Out Page #4

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People in there,|whether or not they were shot.

We just don't know.

Hit the deck! Shut up!

Don't look at my face!

What's taking so damn long?

Eight minutes. Time's wastin'.|What the hell's goin'on?

We're burnin' time.|What are you doin'?

Piece of sh*t says|he can't open them.

Open it, b*tch!

- I can't.|- Yes, you can!

- I can't!|- Open it!

- We're hearing some more shots fired inside.

How do we open this stupid thing?

I don't have the combination.

Stupid. Come on!

- Move! Go!|- We're movin' out.!

Okay. What are you gonna do now?

In the vault.

These guys weren't playing games.|The black masks, the eyes.

That guy just looked|at me, you

know. I'll never|forget it.

It was scary, you know.|I didn't think

I was gonna get out|of there, really.

I thought-- I thought|you were gonna be, you know...

seeing one dead Latino right here.

You know.

Go down!

You all go down.

Larry, we got the money.

Who's there?

Cops.

- I don't know what it is.

Hey, hang on. Go back!

- Mike, get me a shot of the bank. Come on. Let's go.|- Okay.

Set up right here.|This is great.

Here.

Turn it around.|Come on. Turn it around.

- Some roadblock.|- You can't come this way. You have to find another way.

I have an important meeting|in the studio in 1 0 minutes.

Your meeting will|be with the coroner

if you don't|listen to me.

- Back it up and move out now!|- You guys are always blocking--

You can't go this way, sir.|You must go back.

- And take a left. Go. Back it out now.|-

She's telling me to move.|I can't believe this.

We can't|confirm at this time how many gunmen.

We are monitoring the|situation. We're

gonna stay overhead|as long as we can.

We are monitoring the|situation. We're

gonna stay overhead|as long as we can.

LAPD.! Drop your weapon.!

I repeat, drop your weapon.!

I can see two gunmen are leaving--

- Return fire.! Return fire.!|- Get down.! Get down.!

Return fire.!

Return fire.!

Civilian down!

- R.A. units are responding.|- Shooting hundreds of rounds.

1 5-L-1 0, suspects|are exiting the bank.

They're wearing body armour|with AK-47 s.

I repeat, they have body armour.

Anyone with a head shot, take it.

Guys, we're looking|at multiple suspects,

assault rifles|and body armour.

Do not deploy the MP5s. Leave 'em|in the trunk. We're gonna go 223s only.

I'm hitting them,|but they're not going down!

- They got Kevlar. Head shots.|- Aim for the head.

Aim high.!

Hold it.! Here.! Cover me.!

These guys are|out of their minds.

They're just shooting|hundreds of rounds.

- Hang in there, partner.

Jim and Kelly, I'm here live on|Laurel Canyon in North Hollywood...

where a bank robbery|is currently in progress.

What you hear behind|me is not coming

from a movie set. It|is actual gunfire.

The details are coming in slowly,|but when we arrived--

- The North Hollywood site--|- ...bank in North Hollywood--

LAPD officers--

Once again, we|are in a firestorm of bullets.

The gunmen are now shooting|at anything and everything.

Officers from all over LAPD have been asked to respond|and are trying to--

Being the wife of a cop,|you learn that every day...

any day, could be the day|that he doesn't come home.

So, you can either|obsess and go crazy...

or you do what I did,|which is, uh, denial.

I mean, you know|that bad stuff happens...

but you just think, um...

''Not my guy.|He's too good. He's too smart.''

So, most days, that worked for me.

But, uh, that day, it didn't.

Cover me.!

An officer who was trying|to help a civilian has been shot.

He's down. I can't tell from here|if hes moving or not.

But he appears|to be seriously hurt.

Rescue units are|unable to get to either of them.

All responding units|to Laurel Canyon--

- Frank. Thank God.

- So, where are you?|- Don't worry about anything. I'm okay.

I guess you're watching TV, yeah?

Oh, yeah. It's on every channel.|They say there's officers down.

Patty, look. I'm not even close|to the action. I'm okay.

Everything's fine.|I'm all right.

- I don't want you to worry about me.|- I'm not worried.

No one's worrying, okay? I just--|I just want you to be careful, okay?

Everything's going to be okay.|I'll see you later. I gotta go.

- Bye.|- ...of this part of the Valley are to remain where they are.

I don't know if you can see this,|but the police cars...

are literally being|ripped apart by bullets.

Bullets are going|clear through the cars.

At least one LAPD officer|has been hit at this time.

Henry. Henry! Hey.

Nicole. I want you|to do me a favour.

You got it, Henry.|Whatever you want, buddy.

Why don't you go ahead|and pray for me.

I already have.

Then I know I'm gonna be all right.

The 1 70's really|starting to back up

as the LAPD have|closed the exits...

at Burbank and Victory off the 1 70.

Oh, what a mess.

Command post, this is 43 David.|I need someone on tac-one right now.

- Donnie, what's your E.T.A.?|- Frank, I'm about 1 0 minutes out.

I'm gonna need someone|to walk me in here.

This off-ramp's like|a parking lot.

Confirmed. Multiple suspects,|body armour, AK's.

It looks like our guys, Donnie.

We train so we're ready.

That way what we do,|it's automatic.

We don't have to|think about it.

It's second nature.|It just comes instinctively.

No, I don't think they|have any intention

of giving up. They've|seen our resources.

Firing non stop.

- Back inside!|- I can see they have gone back into the bank.

Sh*t. There was a lot of them out there.

- We got these.|- Yeah, right.

They got nothing but their d*cks|in their hands.

Multiple officers and|civilians are lying

wounded, some critically|in the streets.

There's also an unconfirmed report|of another uniformed officer...

that has been shot several times.

- Rescue units are unable to help either of them.|- We can't wait for SWAT.

- You're bleeding. You're bleeding.|- What?

- Oh, that's a scratch. Are you all right?|- Yeah, I'm good.

Four years earlier,|these two guys were arrested...

in a routine vehicle stop.

The sergeant of the Glendale PD|found an AK-47...

and 1 ,200 rounds of ammunition|in their trunk.

They went to jail for six months,|and, uh, walked out.

And then the judge|gave them their guns back.

Their attorneys said they needed|to sell them to pay their legal fees.

Can you believe that sh*t?

Harris.! Hey, Harris.!

- Yeah, what?|- You're right in the line of fire.

- Get your ass over here.|- Oh, you mean, back there by the gas tank? No, thanks.

Moron.

1 5-L-1 0, requesting|a V-1 00 RA unit.

Copy that.|V-1 00 rescue unit is on its way.

All units, we are on a|citywide tac alert. All

units on citywide tac alert|till further notice.

1 5-L-1 0, hold your positions.|They could be coming back out.

I repeat, hold your positions.

Henry. Henry!

Hey, Henry.|Do you hear me?

The RA's coming, Henry.|You hang in there.

Henry, hey.

Henry, you hear me?|Henry.

- Get the hell outta here!|- Okay.

Get that camera outta here!|You're gonna get yourself killed.

Stay with me, buddy.

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