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Thank you.
What are you thanking me for? l ruined
your life. You start training tomorrow.
This place is turning into a war zone.
It's Arsenal's last show.
Arsenal? Oh, my God, l love Stacee Jaxx.
It's your lucky day. He's going solo.
Hey, want to go celebrate?
I'm coming up on my break.
Yeah. Sure.
A year ago....
A year ago,
people asked whose campaign...
...I would throw
my financial support behind...
...and I knew there was only one man
on the ticket...
...that could restore the city
to its original glory.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mayor Mike Whitmore.
Thank you. Couldn't have done it
without you, Doug.
Ahh.
Thank you, Los Angeles.
You know, Doug Flintlock here...
...well, he just leaned into my ear
and he said
"Mike, l have kids. Teenagers.
And these days, I'm scared for them.
We need to clean up this city."
Well, I can tell you that...
...I, for one, am not scared
for our city's children.
And that's because
I have a secret weapon.
My rock.
My soul mate.
And the best darn wife
any man could hope to have.
Please welcome my wife
The beautiful Patricia Whitmore!
Oh.
Come on up here, Patty-cake!
We did it!
Oh. Thank you.
Today, the city of Los Angeles
gets a twofer!
Not only the best mayor this city
has ever had...
...but also me.
A mother.
So tomorrow, as part of my
"Clean Up The Strip" initiative...
...we start to make this city safe
again for our young people.
She looks familiar to me, this woman.
You've probably popped something on
your ass that resembles her.
I shouldn't have thought so. That's all
cleared up nicely, thank you very much.
Rock 'n' roll is a disease.
But it is a disease with a cure.
You don't know her.
Man, back then, her husband,
Mayor Whitmore...
...used to be one of my best customers.
Wow. Now look at him.
Married to a woman
who looks like she's been hibernating...
...in Margaret Thatcher's bumhole.
--off our streets
What happens to people?
Don't know, Den.
Suppose they get corrupted
and seduced by the Man...
...get old and bitter and run for mayor.
Or they run a club,
live the rock 'n' roll dream...
...and get old and bitter that way.
Here's to rock 'n' roll.
To rock 'n' roll.
And let's reclaim the Strip for the
God-fearing citizens of Los Angeles!
I cannot believe
that I'm working at The Bourbon.
Thank you so much.
Don't even mention it.
Oh, my God.
Arsenal Live at The Bourbon.
-Hands down, favorite record ever.
-Me too.
I would've killed to be at that concert.
That record really changed my life.
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