Two drunks on Ashland, 7:30 p.m.

(maybe they were high on something? Anyway, they were arguing, presumably, about a shopping cart filled with empty bottles and cans. Tonight is garbage night.)

Man: Nooo. NO! It's MINE!

Woman: It is not yours. That's what you get. I'm taking it.

Man: No! NOOOO NO NO NO NOOO! Fucking bitch (he shoves her -- open palm to her chest; she stumbles backward).

Woman: You lied to me. Go ahead, I'll call the fucking police. (she shoves him back. The shopping cart rattles). That's what you get.