Sea of Love

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Oh, baby.

Okay?

I can't...

Is this okay?

IDs, fellas.

Invites, guys, invites.

Invites and IDs, guys.

Invites and IDs.

IDs, fellas.

Invites and IDs, fellas.

Welcome to the Yankees.

All right, have a good breakfast.

Go ahead. Go on in, young man.

Welcome to the third annual

"Meet the Yankees" breakfast.

Have a seat, fellas.

The Yankees will be here

in a few minutes.

How you guys doing?

Yo, bro. Where are the Yankees at?

They're coming.

You a Yankee?

- You don't recognise me?

- Shortstop?

- Used to be.

- What?

Sure.

Holy cow!

- I thought so.

- You're the Scooter!

Yo, Efram,

this dude is Phil Rizzuto.

Do that again.

Holy cow!

How come you're pouring us juice?

How we get to the game after?

I ain't got no car.

- We got you covered.

- Word. Yanks up in here?

- Yeah.

- All right. Bust it out.

Yo, Scooter.

I'm good.

Go ahead,

get yourself something to eat.

I got some good news,

and I got some bad news.

Which you want to hear first?

Good news, good news!

F*ck that.

Give up the bad news, homeboy.

Bad news wins.

The Yanks can't make it here, guys.

You can't make it

over to the stadium.

We got 45 outstanding warrants

eating our pancakes here.

On behalf of the New York Yankees...

and the New York City Career

Criminals Investigation Unit...

you are all under arrest.

Sorry, guys. We got you.

- What's the good news?

- Good news is coming around.

Excuse me.

I'd like to propose a toast.

Hold it.

To Detective Frank Keller...

on today,

his 20th anniversary on the job.

I can't believe you're not retiring.

I get 20 years and a wake-up call,

and I'm history.

Take half my pay...

Open a motel,

a bar, a polygraph school...

I'm going to be 46 years old

in some alley...

sticking my pencil in some

dead skull looking for a bullet?

Nothing wrong with motels.

I'll visit you.

I'll get you plenty of towels.

Anyway, congratulations.

Am I too late?

Got an invitation?

Yeah.

Who's this?

That's my son.

Ernest Lee,

the invitation's for you only.

I can hardly meet Dave Winfield

without taking my boy.

You got ID, Ernest?

Yeah.

Grand theft auto...

two counts.

We're all booked up, Ernest.

- I got an invite.

- I said we're all booked up.

- Thanks, man.

- Catch you later.

Gruber.

Frank Keller.

How you doing?

I wake you?

Could I speak with my wife, please?

Yeah, my ex-wife.

Denise. How you doing?

I wake you?

I'm sorry. Listen.

I gotta talk to you.

I think...

I got appendicitis.

Hello?

Mr. Mackey!

Mr. Mackey?

Thank you, chief.

Where's it at?

Anybody talk to you?

No one of weight.

No one of weight?

You ever on the job?

Me?

I'm just a square badge.

I was in Korea, though.

I could have sworn

you were on the job.

Listen, I'll come down.

We'll talk later, okay?

I'm of weight.

"You ever on the job?"

Oh, shit.

It's called making

people feel good...

so they'll cooperate with you.

You should try it sometime.

I'm sorry about that

phone thing last night.

I'm having a mid-life crisis.

I don't want you calling

at 3:
00 a.m. Anymore.

You want to talk to Denise,

call at decent hours.

Decent hours? What's that?

Dinnertime? 8:
00 p.m.?

I can't believe those guys.

You never saw Joe Louis.

In the bedroom.

Joe Louis?

Where did you see him?

Way before you were born,

in Chicago.

They called him The Brown Bomber.

He was gorgeous.

You want to take the lady outside?

Getting a little crowded in here.

And your prints, too, chief.

What's this guy's name?

James...

Mackey.

Mack the Knife.

You know...

when she was married to me...

I was never gonna die.

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