Word: copping
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...black T shirt and soft yellow moccasins, Krolik asked for a bottle of whisky -then, as Pinney turned, pulled out his new pistol and ordered: "Give me all the green money." Pinney put his money on the counter. Krolik reached, lowering his pistol slightly. In a flash, ex-Cop Pinney whipped out one of his own revolvers, shot four times. As Krolik fell to the floor without firing back. Pinney observed him "wriggling like he was going to get his gun," grabbed another pistol and filled Krolik's body with a total of nine bullets from head...
...offer two Mozart programs and play his music a bit more than usual the rest of the season. Closer to the composer's home territory, the activity gets more feverish. Vienna, in fact, has had to organize a central Mozart Festival Bureau, as a kind of musical traffic cop. Movie men are dreaming up a biographical film, while elsewhere, scholars are toiling at a new, complete edition of the master's music. Mightiest of Mozartean memorials is a project to record the bulk of all his compositions. It is being undertaken by Holland's giant Philips Phonographic...
...fell to the floor, critically wounded, as Carpenter dashed behind the screen and out a fire exit, trailing a spoor of blood from a slug in his right thigh. For the next 23 hours, 500 enraged detectives and 60 squads of patrolmen roamed the area, intent on getting Cop-Killer Carpenter. A helicopter watched the rooftops. Scores of radio and TV broadcasts told Chicagoans that one of the city's greatest manhunts...
...first, Carpenter "acted like a little god," boasted he was "smarter than the cops," who had mauled him a few years before. Then, slowly, he began describing the long night of his past: an opera-loving slum kid raised on a fading section of Chicago's Schiller Street, where there was no one to talk to about opera, but only "guns and crazy money," where he found only a day-to-day, dreamless darkness-then a dreary round of petty stickups, a dead cop, the final terror of sitting on a couch, holding an innocent family...
...this point, young love, Keystone-cop chases and a burlesque of the Army-McCarthy hearings threaten to run away with Author Toombs's little joke. He pads it out with jabs at bureaucratese ("It's going to take front-office to front-office noodling to get this concretized"), and spurts of sly wit ("Since it was only 8 a.m., it was too early to have a drink, so we were forced to eat on an empty stomach"). After a few more slapsticky twists of the plot, John Henry and Fairweather's friends triumph over Senator Ransom...