44 Minutes: The North Hollywood Shoot-Out

Synopsis: On 28 February 1997, two men heavily armed with AK-47 try to heist the Bank of America of North Hollywood, but their plan fails and they are kept under siege by the LAPD. Along forty-four minutes, Los Angeles witnesses live on television one of the greatest shoot-out of the American history.
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): Yves Simoneau
Production: Fox Television Studios
  Nominated for 2 Primetime Emmys. Another 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.4
R
Year:
2003
103 min
504 Views


Ninety percent of cops...

go through their entire career|without ever firing their gun.

On that day, there was roughly|1 ,500 rounds fired.

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...

to penetrate armour|and kill their target.

Use them in a bank job...

and you've done something that|no one in America has ever done before.

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.

- Aw.!

- Turn it back on, man.|-

What'd they say?

Nothin'.

- 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.

Wake|up, Larry.

Oh, sh*t.

Sh*t, what time is it?

- Let's go. Let's go. It's the morning time.|- Make some coffee.

Unreal.

You know any of'em?

Yeah, Davis.|He was a good man.

We went through|the academy together.

- So, you gonna mail those taxes today?|- Yeah.

- Don't forget to get a return--|- Get a receipt. Right.

Mm.

Be careful.

My father was|my hero and a legend in the LAPD.

He died in his patrol car|of a heart attack.

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.

Let's go.

See, we're SWAT. That stands for|Special Weapons And Tactics.

And we respond|to any situation.

Regular uniform patrol,|you know...

wouldn't really have the firepower|or the training to handle.

- Police, coming in.!|- Open door!

This way?

- 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! Sh*t!|- Donnie, get in here.!

Where the hell were you?

I got multiple suspects here.

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.

Don't worry about me, all right?|Wrap this up and get in the car.

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.

Couple of trouble spots we'll be|telling you about in our next update.

Right now, clear blue skies,|wind out of the northeast by 1 5.

And we will have a complete|traffic break for you coming up in 1 0.

R.H.D.--|Robbery Homicide Division.

We're the best of the best,|and we get all the high-profile cases.

LA Confidential.

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...

these guys decided to make|an early withdrawal.

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...

until I caught up with the sons|of b*tches that killed her husband.

We make promises like that|all the time in my line of work.

And we like to think|that we mean it.

That time, I really meant it.

Six months later,|another armoured car.

Then, two more banks-- takeover style--|the most dangerous kind.

They, uh, got away|with over two million dollars.

I guess they wanted|to live the good life...

and they wanted to live it|pretty fast...

instead of getting a job|like the rest of us.

Anyway, they disappeared into the|wind one day, but I knew they'd be back.

Hey, did you see that?|A Porsche 91 1 .

- Oh, I love those.|- I hate the Germans.

You're from Romania.|That practically makes you a German.

I'm an American...

and I like Corvettes and Mustangs.

If you're going for horsepower and|good looks, nothing wrong with that.

Corvettes and Mustangs and Mexican|girls. I love that girl over there.

- Morning, sir.|- Hey, Luis.

So, what do you think|of my new wheels?

Wow, that's great, man.|I really love gold.

- Champagne.|- Huh?

It's the colour.|It's called champagne.

- Oh.|-

Hey, keep working hard and one|day you'll be able to afford champagne.

Oh, I sure hope so, sir.

I sure hope so.|Dick.

Ow! Geez!

- You all right?|- It's nothing.

Hey, you can say if it hurts.|It's okay, tough Robo-girl.

- Hey!|- Oh, here we go...

with that whole|''women can handle it'' attitude...

because of childbirth|and years and years of pain.

Yeah, yeah, that's|right. You couldn't

stand the pain of|childbirth, Henry.

Better you than me, sister girl.

I tell you what I could|stand. You need to take

me out with a salsa honey|and teach me how.

- I can salsa dance.|- Don't start that again. You'll embarrass me.

- I've got flavour. I got mad flavour.|- Yeah, I know, okay?

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Tim Metcalfe

Timothy Grant Metcalfe is an Australian born, Los Angeles based songwriter and producer best known for his work on Robbie Williams' Take the Crown 2012 album, with writing partner Flynn Francis. Born: March 12, 1988 (age 28 years), Australia more…

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