This is hidden brain.
I'm Shankar Vedantu.
On a September evening in 2016, Terrence Crutcher's suv stopped in the middle of a road in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
A woman saw him step out of the car.
The doors of the car were open.
The engine was still running.
The woman called 911.
Officer Betty Shelby was on her way to an unrelated incident when the call came in.
Terrence was 40, african American, born and raised in Tulsa.
He was a churchgoing man with four children.
Betty was 42, white, a mother.
She was born in a small town not far from Tulsa.
In an ideal world, these two Oklahoma natives, close in age, ought to have had more to bring them together than to hold them apart.
But on this evening, there was no small talk or friendly chatter.
The police officer told Terence to take his hands out of his pockets.
According to her attorney, he first complied.
He then put his hands up in the air.
Moments later, he put his hands back in his pockets.
By this point, multiple police officers had gathered and drawn their guns and tasers overhead.
A police chopper filmed events as they unfolded from the video.