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Ninety percent of cops...
We were armed with pistols.
These guys were slinging|automatic machine guns.
- An AK-47 machine gun...
is a weapon|that was designed for war.
High-velocity rounds|were invented...
Use them in a bank job...
Danger's all around us--|in the streets...
in your car...
maybe even the guy next door.
Come on. Drink, drink, drink, drink.!
- Yeah?|- The music.
- For God's sakes, will you turn it down a bit?|- Um, right.
- You okay?|- Yeah.
Let it go.
- Turn it back on, man.|-
What'd they say?
- What's so funny?|- Our life.
Well, Jim, Kelly,|the forecast, plenty
of sunshine with seasonal|temperatures.
Looking for a high|of 7 2 degrees by midday.
Lord, help me to remember|there are many paths and one truth.
Help me to do the right thing|out there.
Shit, what time is it?
- Let's go. Let's go. It's the morning time.|- Make some coffee.
You know any of'em?
Yeah, Davis.|He was a good man.
We went through|the academy together.
- Don't forget to get a return--|- Get a receipt. Right.
He was, uh,|he was 62 at the time.
All I ever wanted|was to be just like him.
And my dad was proud.|He loved it when I made SWAT.
Go for a walk?|Wanna go for a walk?
Good boy.|Come on.
And we respond|to any situation.
Regular uniform patrol,|you know...
- Police, coming in.!|- Open door!
- I got point.!|- Let me see your hands.!
- Get down on the ground.!|- Stay with me, Donnie.
- Down, now, down.!|-
- You, get down! Get down!|- Get down, now!
Drop your weapon!|I need a trailer!
I got guns.!|I got guns.!
- Cover him! Shit!|- Donnie, get in here.!
Where the hell were you?
Donnie, what the hell|happened in there?
You left me completely|alone.
Yeah, I was there.
Hey, you gotta|take it down a notch, partner.
You did good.
Good morning, half past the hour...
and it looks like|another beautiful
day in the City|of Angels.
For the latest on your|commute, let's go high
in the sky with our own|Captain Chuck Scott.
Well, Jim, Kelly,|traffic's moving
fairly well for|a getaway Friday.
R.H.D.--|Robbery Homicide Division.
We're the best of the best,|and we get all the high-profile cases.
Al Pacino in Heat.
Joe Friday and all that.
The only difference is that, uh...
those guys don't have to juggle|7 5 cases all at once.
Me, I've got to prioritize.
Back in '95, my priority was them.
We had a name for|them. We called
them the High Incident|Bandits.
Chatsworth, two years prior...
They kill a guard.
They executed him.|Ambushed him.
Took his head off|with an AK-47.
That kind of firepower|in a bank job is unheard of.
These guys were an anomaly.
I made a promise|to that widow that I wouldn't quit...
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