The crew was absolutely top-shelf.

All I know is that he looks to me like a top-shelf closer.

We're bewildered and very saddened and overwhelmed with grief. The crew was family. We're a small company; we're all very close.

I went to make a butterfly and went down. He shot it top shelf, and my glove wasn't there. It was a goal scorer's move.

I don't know if he surprised me. I made a butterfly. I went down. He shot top shelf, my glove wasn't there. It was a goal scorer move.

He looked like a cornered rabbit, a cornered fox, absolutely petrified. They pushed him onto the floor, bundled on top of him and unloaded five shots into him. I saw it. He's dead.