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 shit, 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" shit.

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 shit

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.

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