Loosies

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(sighs)

(indie rock music)

Yeah

Didn't I tell you

You look so

beautiful tonight

The Way your hair flows

across your face I

A sudden look in the eye

Melts my heart into the sky

My troubles slowly fade

when you're in my arms

'Cause I can't

put my finger on it

I feel so surprised

It comes over me

from deep inside so much

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

I don't know

Where We're going

I only know

We've come so far

I don't want to lose

that feeling tonight

Don't walk out that door

My head is spinning

and I don't know What to say

I don't think

I'll say anything

I'll just enjoy

this moment today

'Cause I can't

put my finger on it

I feel so surprised

It comes over me

from deep inside so much

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

- I was staring at your fish.

That's a cute one.

It's got little bug eyes.

Is that your fish?

When I was little,

I had a fish.

I had a tropical fish.

It was bad.

I put the heater on,

and I left,

and when I came back,

they were all over the floor,

poor bastards.

All right, well, this is me.

Nice meeting you.

Hey, take care of that fish.

(cell phone rings)

- Hello?

Yes, hello.

Hello, yes, one second.

It's... it's for you.

No?

Uh, you just missed him.

- Right here, Donny.

Look.

Bring it to your gut,

right to your gut.

All that strength,

all that evil, all that force.

(grunts)

Yeah, you saw that sh*t, right?

(yelling)

Rah! Rah! Rah!

(speaking gibberish)

(spits)

(grunting)

(speaking gibberish)

(telephone ringing)

Anything good?

Don't bring any cell phones,

all right?

- What? I can't hear you.

(train rumbling)

- I said don't bring

any more cell phones!

- I'll be there in a few.

Yo, Slim.

- What's up, Bobby?

- What up, baby?

Uh, give me three loosies.

There you go.

Thanks, buddy.

- Get your ass in here.

I'm taking you off the case.

- Just like that?

- Don't give me

the "just like that" sh*t.

You are already on probation.

This is supposed to be

a coffee and cake job

to keep you out on the street.

And by the way, this kid,

he's hysterical.

You know what he did yesterday?

He took himself a cab

up to the Bronx.

Instead of paying,

what does he do?

He whips out your badge,

and he says,

"Official police business."

(both chuckling)

- Got some balls.

- You know who told me

that story?

The mayor.

The same mayor

who's been talking to me

about becoming commissioner.

The same Mayor that I've been

talking to on your behalf

about becoming chief of police.

What the hell's

going on with you, Sully?

30 years.

What are we gonna do,

let this whole thing

crumble to the ground

because of this punk?

- I'll fix it.

- Get your badge back.

I don't give a flying sh*t

what you have to do.

Restore some dignity

to this department.

Read 'em and weep.

You're famous.

- It's a good picture.

(laughs)

- Get the hell out of my office.

- Listen,

I told this guy already.

I'm not a pickpocket.

I'm a pilates instructor.

I'm actually late for my...

- Why don't you shut up?

- Here we go.

Where are we going?

- Let's go for a little walk.

- What's back here?

Oh, the doughnuts.

Man, I got my rights over here.

Come on.

Christ almighty.

- Hold that.

- Oh, my God, is this you?

(laughs)

You have to sign that for me.

(dull thuds)

(groaning)

- Prick!

I want a name!

- Jax!

Yo!

(whistles)

Jax!

What's up, Donny?

They ever gonna fix that buzzer?

- This is nice.

It's real leather.

Hey, Bobby.

- Mm-hmm.

- Are you deaf?

- No.

- What is this?

What is this?

- Cell phones.

- Cell phones.

Cell phones.

What did I tell you

on the phone?

- You said no cell phones?

I thought you said you wanted

cell phones; I'm sorry.

I got it.

I got it.

No more cell phones.

- You got it.

A bunch of junk, as usual.

Give me the cash.

- Here.

- You're not holding out?

Here.

- This is it?

- That's it, Bobby.

Oh, you want more money?

- Yeah, I work all day.

I want more.

- Oh. You want more?

- Yeah, I want more.

- I got to eat too.

- Bring me better sh*t,

gold, diamonds,

not a bunch of trinkets

and junk.

- You know I don't

swipe diamonds, okay?

- You don't steal diamonds.

Oh, I forgot.

Oh, great.

It's too personal.

But you take watches.

Hmm.

- Every jackass

has a watch, right?

You got a watch?

- You're really funny.

You're a funny guy.

You want to steal what you want,

steal what you want.

You're just going to be working

for me the rest of your life.

Everybody's got a man

they got to answer to.

I got a man I got to answer to.

- I know.

- And so do you.

You got a man to answer to.

Me.

(organ music)

- Excuse me.

- Thank you so much

for finding my wallet

and giving it back to me.

I feel like, in this city,

I just feel like people really

don't help strangers, you know?

- Yeah, life is weird

like that.

Sometimes it just

creates situations

that throw

two people together, you know?

- Kinda romantic.

(laughs)

I'm a romantic guy.

(laughs)

- Oh, thanks.

- Hey, no, no, no, I'm going to

pay for this, okay'?

- No, I couldn't.

Really.

I mean, I would never want you

to think

that my kindness had

anything to do with, you know,

wanting something in return.

Thanks.

- Wow.

- Hey, listen up, they just got

a red flag on that credit card

that was stolen this morning

on the subway.

Tazza restaurant.

- No squad cars,

no uniforms, okay?

- I'm afraid

your card was declined.

- Declined?

- All right, this is

the universe saying

I'm gonna pay for it.

- No, no, I got another one.

Sometimes there's, like,

a computer glitch or something.

That's embarrassing.

- Sir, just talk to you

for a second, privately?

- Yeah, sure.

Excuse us for one second.

- The name on this card

isn't even the same

as the one on the first one.

- Really?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Listen, I apologize.

I mean, this is the one

that I usually put

the $100 tips on,

but if you want

a different one, I...

- Oh, yeah.

No, my mistake.

- We good?

- Yeah, I think we're good

Mr. Fujimoto.

- It's Fugimato, Fugimato.

- Ooh, my mistake.

- The other day,

I was totally walking home

with two of the people

from my band.

We were, like, three blocks

from my house,

and I turn back,

and I see this guy

who's kind of walking

kind of creepy.

- Can you hold that story

for one second?

I just have to use

the little boys' room.

Don't go anywhere.

- I won't.

- Excuse me.

- Are you having a problem

with a credit card?

- He was at this table.

- Thanks.

- Where did he go?

- Well, he went to the bathroom.

- Bathroom's back there.

Do I get to keep the tip?

- Whose cuffs are they?

- Bobby!

Bobby!

Bobby!

- What? What?

What's the matter?

- There's a rat!

- It's just a mouse, Ma!

- Ugh!

- Ow!

The mouse, Ma, not me.

- It ran over there.

Bobby!

It's over there!

There, it's running.

Hurry up!

- Where, where, where?

- Right under the refrigerator!

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