GO BACK. August 15th, 2023. 5:07 p.m. Sacramento, California, USA. Multiple callers report a man on a regional transit train acting unpredictably with a large blade. Two patrol officers arrive. One boards the train while the other retrieves a less lethal beamag launcher. You can almost feel the carriage hold its breath. >> One with a red shirt. One of the red shirts. >> Hello. >> Can you step off, sir? >> Hey, sit down. Sit up. Sit down. Come on. >> I can't help it. >> We're here to help. >> We're here to help you. >> We're here to help. >> The man stands with the blade. A less lethal round is deployed. No change. He rises again and rushes toward officers. It's the split second when training competes with fear and everyone nearby just wants to get home. >> What's your name? >> Please. My name is >> LET'S DO IT. PLEASE DO IT. >> No one wants to hurt you. >> No one wants to hurt you. Please, please, let's do it. Just kill me. >> With the threat closing fast, officer number one uses his duty weapon. The man goes down, rises, still holding the blade, and officer number two also fires to stop the advance. The echo in the train feels longer than a second. DROP THE KNIFE. DROP THE KNIFE. >> Officers immediately call medics, secure the blade, and provide aid for several minutes before fire personnel arrive. Despite sustained efforts, the man is pronounced deceased at the scene. The report will later note clear attempts at deescalation and the difficult truth that seconds and choices shape outcomes. Don't miss the next real life showdown. Hit subscribe now. >> If we're going to get >> We can hold here. If >> February 6th, 2024, 9:28 a.m. Lancaster, California, USA. Deputies respond to a call about a disturbance out of business. Outside the entrance, a man later identified as 38-year-old Jonathan Scott Foster stands holding a machete with another strapped to his waistband. The site alone freezes every customer inside. >> And it's still uncomfortable. >> Yeah, absolutely. >> Hey, what's up, buddy? Do me a favor. You set that down for me. Set that down for me. >> Set it down. >> You got the machete in your hand. Do me a favor, man. Set it down. At this point, you're not in trouble. I just need you to set it down so we can talk. >> Those work. >> You set yours down. It doesn't work that way, man. It doesn't work that way. >> Deputies give repeated commands to drop the weapon. Foster ignores them and walks straight into the open business. Less lethal options are deployed. Tasers and foam rounds, but they barely slow him down. The tension grows heavier with every passing second. >> Come on. Stop. >> Stop. STOP. EVERYBODY GET DOWN. >> Who's that taser? >> Come on. >> PUT YOUR HANDS UP. >> PUT YOUR HANDS UP. >> EVERYBODY BACK UP. BACK UP. GET OUT OF THERE. >> You got to It's a thick coat, man. >> After the third attempt fails, Fuster suddenly charges toward deputies still holding the blade. In that instant, lives hang in the balance and deputies open fire to stop the imminent danger. >> Stop. You're starting to PISS ME OFF. COME ON, MAN. STOP. STOP. >> Starting to piss me off. >> Deputies rush to provide aid until paramedics arrive. Fuster is taken to the hospital where he does not survive. Investigators later discover he had earlier broken into a gas station and injured a store clerk. Two machetes, each nearly 24 in, are recovered. The case is remembered not only for its danger, but also as a lesson in how fragile safety can feel when seconds slip away. >> May 3rd, 2023, evening, Houston, Texas, USA. Officers respond to a welfare call at a home on Ralph Street. A family member reports that 46-year-old Edgar Delejon has been struggling with alcohol and narcotics and has begun threatening relatives and neighbors. The uneasy quiet of the neighborhood is suddenly filled with fear. >> [ __ ] that piece of [ __ ] Come on, [ __ ] >> You come here. You come here. >> Come on. Come on. >> You come here. >> Listen. Listen. Listen. No talking. Listen. >> [ __ ] you. >> He's beer and acting like an idiot. All right. So, come out here and talk to a man. >> Take your [ __ ] off. Come on. >> Why? Why? Take your [ __ ] off. >> I'm not going to take it off. Listen. >> Officers approach and attempt to calm him down, but Deleó grows aggressive. He retreats inside, shouting threats toward his family and officers. Then he warns that he might reach for a firearm. Those words alone make every second feel razor thin. You did this. You did this. >> Edgar, come here. >> No. Edgar, >> bro. It does not have to go this way. Can you take your >> Bro, what what's wrong with you, bro? What's wrong with you? >> Come on, Edgar. What is wrong with you, bro? >> Take your [ __ ] off from my side, >> bro. Edgar, what are you what are you doing? >> I'm not inviting you inside. >> Officers deploy conducted energy devices twice, but there is no effect. Deleó moves quickly toward the kitchen, disappearing behind a counter where his hands can't be seen. In that critical moment, Officer Alvarez fires his duty weapon, striking him multiple times. The choice between waiting and acting is one no officer ever wants to face. >> I will [ __ ] go and grab the [ __ ] class 17 right now and [ __ ] shoot you in your [ __ ] face. Yeah, exactly. Hey, look. [ __ ] man. Hold on. Hold on. He's leaving. >> Officers rush in, provide medical aid, and call paramedics. Despite their efforts, Deleó does not survive. Officer Alvarez, sworn in just four years earlier, is left with the heavy burden of having acted in defense of many lives. It is a reminder that behind every uniform is a person who carries not only duty, but also the weight of irreversible moments. Drop that gun. >> June 1st, 2023. 2:30 p.m. Nashville, Tennessee, USA. Detectives spot 37-year-old Dilemma Casemir in an airport parking lot after reports of vehicle break-ins. When ordered to stop, he bolts, leaping over a fence. Detective Donovan Cobalt follows, taser in hand, determined not to lose him. HOP IN THE BACK FENCE. >> He's on the back street. I've already GOT YOU. DROP THAT GUN. >> Casemir suddenly raises a pistol over his shoulder and fires. Detective Cobalt is struck, his breath stolen in an instant. The chase turns into a desperate fight for survival. bleeding. Cobalt radios for help and stumbles to the street where a colleague rushes him to the hospital. Meanwhile, SWAT teams sweep the area. Minutes feel like hours as officers close in. >> LET ME SEE YOUR HANDS. LET ME SEE YOUR HANDS. LET ME SEE YOUR HANDS. GET YOUR HANDS UP. At 3:35 p.m., SWAT officer Tim Brewer finds Casemir hiding in thick brush. Commands are shouted, shots are exchanged, and Casemir is critically injured. He later passes at the hospital. Detective Cobalt, though badly hurt, is expected to recover. The day remains a stark reminder of how quickly duty can turn into sacrifice and help in the line of safety truly is. Don't miss the next real life showdown. Hit subscribe now. March 21st, 2024, just after 7:30 a.m. Fort Lauderdale, Florida, USA. A caller claims to have harmed someone inside a hotel room at the Holiday and Express. He warns that anyone approaching will face danger. Officers in tactical gear move cautiously down the hallway. Their voice is steady but urgent. automated and three handguns with him and he will shoot and safety here. His wife struggling. She's being raped. 30 units on me 13. 314 caller stating he is not afraid to kill anyone. 10 and just 14 caller stating he sees the door moving now and is about to shoot. Saying if he sees the door move, he will shoot. Justine is working on very innocent. Caller is speaking with someone in the background and is also rambling for the call taker who is the landline. No additional remains 103 and his 14 college states he has a 9 mm in his hand and another officer. >> The door caks open. The man later identified as 44year-old Carl Kodinsky stands holding a phone in one hand and a firearm pointed toward officers in the other. Commands echo. Hands up. But moments later, gunfire erupts both from inside and outside the room. >> HANDS UP. LET ME SEE YOUR HAND. >> In the chaos, officer Jack Dristopho is struck. He's rushed to the hospital, the weight of the moment heavy on every colleagueu's face. Sweat teams then breach the room as more shots ring out. Inside, Cloudinsky is found lifeless. No other occupants are present. Officer Dust later stabilizes while another officer sustains only minor injuries. The incident reminds us that behind every hotel door could be a story no one expects, and that courage often walks head first into uncertainty. May 8th, 2022. 3:43 p.m. Baxley, Georgia, USA. An officer on patrol sees a black Nissan Armada whose driver isn't wearing a seat belt. When signaled to stop, the vehicle accelerates away and the routine moment turns into a high-speed pursuit. There's going to be a black black uh SUV Nissan with a Florida tag. We're going to be on uh Anthony Street coming up on All right, we're going to be making a left here on the homestead. Left on the homestead. Coming up on full street now. The driver races through streets, runs stop signs, reaches over 100 mph, and nearly collides with other cars. At times, he waves a dark object from the window. Its uncertainty heightening the danger. Every second feels like a gamble with lives. They're going back down. >> All right, we got a a bunch of cars here coming up. Watch here traffic >> near Magnolia Street. The officer executes a precision immobilization maneuver. The Armada flips several times before stopping on the roadside. The sudden silence after the crash feels heavier than the roar of engines. road. I'm about here. >> The driver, later identified as Bernard Gary McQueen, tries to flee on foot, but is quickly caught. Signs of alcohol are noted and a search uncovers banned substances and a firearm. Records reveal he is a felon wanted in Florida. One decision to run not only endangered strangers on the road but also sealed his own fate. March 3rd, 2022, 3:46 a.m. I75, Georgia, USA. A motorcycle flees from Bardau County deputies at extreme speed, weaving into Gordon County. State troopers join the chase, headlights cutting through the dark interstate. What began as empty roads now feels like a racetrack of danger. Found him at this guy. The rider swerves wildly, pushing past patrol cars, trying to box him in. Speeds climb, the motorcycle shakes, yet he forces his way forward again and again. Each maneuver is a brush with disaster, not just for him, but for everyone nearby. Copy about 1050 northbound 340 now. They want to know 40 time >> near the Tennessee line. Multiple attempts to slow him down fail. Finally, at exit 348, the rider takes the off-ramp too fast, loses control, and crashes. The chase ends in a single violent skid. Deputies rush in, take him into custody, and summon medical aid for back injuries. No officers or bystanders are hurt. The night's pursuit shows how one writer's reckless flight turns highways into hazards and help in the line is between thrill and tragedy. >> Where you at, buddy? >> Oh god. >> Where are you at? >> Oh god. >> Second attempt failed. >> May 12th, 2023. 8:13 p.m. Ionia County, Michigan, USA. A trooper attempts to stop a suspected stolen vehicle. Instead of pulling over, the driver accelerates and the pursuit cuts across county lines into Kent. What begins as routine suddenly spirals into chaos. >> We're at 44 again. Continue. I'm at 44. Spike set. Spike set. >> Tire deflation devices are deployed, but the driver pushes on. At high speed, he loses control at an intersection, caren off the road, and crashes through trees before being thrown from the vehicle. For an instant, the night air holds its breath. Second attempt failed. He's got a flash. Pull your vehicle over. >> Central, turn in Houston Watkins. >> Paramedics arrive by helicopter and rush him to the hospital with serious injuries. The trooper walks away unharmed, but the ruck car tells the story of what could have been far worse. It's like you've wiped out on Conway Elkins. Nobody. >> The crash remains under investigation. For the driver, one reckless decision on the highway brought lasting consequences. It is a reminder that speed and impulse can change a life in seconds. Don't miss the next real life showdown. Hit subscribe now. your car. >> July 17th, 2025, 12:13 a.m. Tallahassee, Florida, USA. Officers arrive at the apartment of a 19-year-old student after a reported hit and run with injuries. Body cam captures the quiet knock on the door where nervousness and confusion quickly fill the air. >> Second, are you the only one here? >> Yeah. >> Okay. >> I'm going to close the door. Okay. >> What's going on? Where you coming from? >> Doesn't mean you're in trouble, >> okay? >> Or you're going to jail or anything, but I have to read you this information before I ask you specific questions. What's your name, by the way? >> Kaylee kid. >> Kaye, >> are you willing to talk to me about what I have to talk to you about? >> Um, can I is it like I've only like seen like any of this like on like Tik Tok or whatever. Like >> it's a reference to a traffic crash. So before I ask you a specific question about a traffic crash, I have to read you your rights because it's it's this is a criminal investigation. >> Okay. >> Do you want to talk to me? >> Yeah, sure. >> Okay. Or you in a crash just at a Tennessee. >> The young driver admits to having been out with friends, but hesitates when asked about the crash. Officers point out fresh damage on her Jeep, and the reality of the situation becomes harder to deny. Her voice trembles as she apologizes, saying she panicked and didn't know what to do. All right. Right here is fine. >> All right. Were you wearing your seat belt? >> Yes, I was. >> After reading her rights, officers place her in handcuffs. She makes a call to a close friend, voice wavering between embarrassment and fear. The ride to the station feels like a heavy lesson more than a punishment. >> So, here's the thing. What I need you to do, I need you to turn around and put your hands behind your back for me. You are being placed under arrest for hitting run with injury. Um, I'll explain to you some other stuff if you have any questions so forth. No one else is arrested and the injured party is receiving care. For the student, the night marks her first encounter with the justice system, a mistake that could have been avoided if she had simply stayed at the scene. It reminds us all that in moments of panic, choosing responsibility is the only path that prevents regret. All right, I'm going to buckle you up and then we will try to get this taken care of as quick as possible. Okay, and if you have any questions for me while we're in on the ride there, feel free to ask me. Okay. August 26th, 2024, 8:00 p.m. Little Rock, Arkansas, USA. A black Chevy Camaro refuses to stop for police, racing through residential streets before hitting Shikut Road. Patrol cars fall in line. Sirens piercing the evening air. The driver pushes to 114 mph, weaving through traffic and running red lights. At one intersection, he narrowly avoids striking another car. Every reckless turn feels like danger spreading wider and wider. On an open stretch, a trooper executes a precision immobilization maneuver. The Camaro veers off, slams into the tree lane, and comes to a violent stop. For a moment, the knight holds an uneasy silence. The driver, identified as Clifford Sigar, flees on foot, but is quickly caught. A loaded handgun and nearly six lbs of fentinel are found in the car. Sigar suffers ribies, but no officers or bystanders are harmed. The chase is remembered as a stark reminder that desperate speed often leads only to heavier consequences. Heat. Heat.