All language subtitles for Bridge and Tunnel s02e04 Dance the Night Away.eng

- Hi.
- There's my girl.

- You want my number?

- Yeah.

- I thought you were
gonna ask to come up.

- What are you doing?
- I'm proposing.

- I'm just not in love
with you anymore, Mikey.

- I didn't even know
you were in the band, Tammy.

- Oh, no. No, I'm--I'm not.

- I just thought
we were having a good time.

- Yes, we were up until
this moment right here and now.

- Don't tell me
we're not going.

- Not we. You.

[Heart's "Straight On" plays]

♪

- ♪ Quite some time

- What's this bullshit
that Patrick's telling me

you're thinking
of quitting dancing?

- What do you guys do, huh,

sit around all day talking
about me instead of rehearsing?

Yeah, no wonder
your show's gonna fucking bomb.

- No. We talk about
you sometimes, right?

'Cause we like you.
But answer the question.

Why are you thinking
about quitting dancing?

- 'Cause I've been auditioning
for six months,

and I haven't booked a gig.

- Six months. Wow.
[chuckles]

Well, if six months is all
you're willing to give to this,

then you don't really want it.

I didn't get my first job
in New York for the first, like,

three years, and trust me,
you're a hell

of a lot more
fucking talented than I am.

- You think so?

- I know so.

- You're not just saying that
'cause I just rocked your world?

- Well, that you did.

But no,

I'm saying it
because it's true.

Seriously. All right?

You know, maybe I could
introduce you to my agent,

get you some meetings.

As you know, I got a lot
of friends in this business.

- Wow,

the guy who wants to help you
even after sleeping with you.

I guess it's a good thing
that I called after all.

- Yeah, I agree.

- ♪ Again and again

♪ Again

♪ Comin' straight on
for you ♪

♪

- Huh, how great is this,
right? [chuckles]

- Dad, do me a favor.

Stop gloating.

- I am not gloating.
I am just happy,

because I got my boy home
for the entire summer. Come on.

- Yeah, well, you know,
at least someone's happy.

Man, I'm just
a little worried.

Maya's having a tough time
with this.

- Well, it doesn't surprise me.

Long-distance relationships
can be tough.

- Yeah, but it's--
it's not even that long,

you know, it's three months.

And guess what?
By the time she gets back,

I will have planned
the whole cross-country trip.

- Look, I am very happy
to hear

that you're finally
gonna take that trip,

but I'm serious about
the long-distance thing.

You guys had
a conversation at all

about the rules
while you're away?

- No, what do you mean?
- What do you think I mean?

Are you guys gonna be faithful
to one another,

or are you gonna put
this whole thing on pause?

- Whoa, whoa, Dad.
What the hell, man?

We're in love.

Yeah, of course we're gonna
be faithful to one another.

- Look, I only mention it
because when your mother

was away overseas she liked
to have her freedom, you know?

- What?

- [pounding on door]
- Stacey, you in there?

- Okay, I hear you.

Oh, my God.

Fucking hell.

- Surprise.
How you doing, kid?

- Yeah. Hey, Dad. Hey, Gina.
What a pleasant surprise.

What brings you
to the city?

- Well, I had to see a guy
about some business,

so me and this lovely lady
decided to have lunch

in the big town.

Mine's better.

So what do you think, doll?

- I can't believe this place.
It's huge.

So it's just you and Jill
living in this giant apartment?

- Oh, yeah. Speaking of Jill,
how's she doing?

- You know, I wouldn't know.

- Oh, yeah, why is that?

What, is she
outta town or something?

- Nope.
She decided to move out.

- Yeah, we heard.

What did you do, Stacey?

- What are you talking about,
what did I do?

She was seeing some guy
that I don't like,

and I told her,
and she got pissed.

So she moved out.
What's the big fucking deal?

- See, this I don't like.

She's been your best friend
for a long time.

You don't
just piss that away

because you don't like
her fucking boyfriend.

- The guy's a prick, Dad.

I didn't want to have to see
his fucking face

every morning, okay?

- Ugh, the mouth on this one.
I--

I did the best I could.

Yeah, I did. I tried.
I don't know.

Maybe--
maybe I should talk to her,

you know, try to broker
a peace deal between these two?

What do you think, G?

- Why do you guys have to get
involved in this shit, huh?

Can't you ever
just stay out of it?

- No. No. No.
Because I know what's best.

That's why, Stacey.

And I got this apartment
for you, and I don't like

the idea of you
living down here all alone.

And most importantly,
friends come first.

You're too young
to truly understand this,

but when you lose
an old friend you lose

a small part of your soul,
and that's no good.

- [laughs]

Okay. All right, Dad.
Just do me a favor.

Stay the fuck out of it.
Capisce?

- Okay. Okay.

I'll stay out of it.
I mean, you know me.

I never stick my nose
where it don't belong.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's good.

- Genie. Lizzie.
- What?

- Oh, you are not

going to believe
what I'm about to tell you.

- What?
- Sit.

- What?
- Sit down.

- What?
- Okay.

- Okay. I just got the phone
with Jules,

who just got off the phone
with Maria Hernandez,

who just got off the phone
with Lisa Bishop,

who if you remember
is the A&R lady

from Atlantic fucking Records.

- Yes, yes, yes, I remember.
- Okay, okay,

love the backstory.
What did she say?

- Okay. Well, first off, Maria
wants us back at the club

Saturday night two weeks
from now, the 11:00 p.m. slot.

- Are you shitting me?
- Holy fucking shit.

- It's fucking huge.
- It's fucking huge.

- Oh, Saturday night.
Saturday fucking night.

- But, there's more.

Apparently,
Lisa called her about us.

Yeah. 'Cause she's gonna be
in town from LA that weekend,

and she's coming
to the fucking gig.

- What? What?
- Oh, my God.

- We're gonna
geta record deal.

We're gonna get
a fucking record deal.

[both screaming]

- But--yes, yes, yes.
But we still have a problem.

- Oh, yeah. I know.
We need a fucking drummer,

but everybody
we've auditioned sucks.

- Yeah,
they really fucking suck.

- Like, really suck.

- Yes, I know.
And it needs to be a girl,

because Lisa specifically said

that she wants
an all-girl lineup,

and Atlantic has been looking
to sign an all-girl band.

- Okay.
So we gotta find a drummer,

and she's gotta be a girl.

- So what do you think?

I should ask Tammy again,
right?

- Yeah. I mean,
she was pretty great, right?

- Yes. Yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah.

- Yeah, do it.
- Talk to Tammy.

- I'm gonna make
this fucking happen.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- I'm gonna manage the shit
out of this situation.

- There he is.
- Come here. Come here, Pags.

- Manage some shit,
little brother.

- Yes, Pags.

- I'm gonna go manage
the shit out of this.

both: Yay!
- I'll let you know.

- There he goes.

- We're gonna get
a record deal.

We're gonna get
a fucking record deal.

- Am I dead? Did I die?

I think I'm a fucking ghost
right now.

- I could fucking kiss you
right now.

- Tammy still hasn't called.

- Nor will she.

- Maybe I should call her.

- No,
you absolutely should not.

It's over, and you need
to get on with your life.

Do you remember
the last time

you went down and out
like this?

- No, Mom. I don't remember
ever feeling like this.

- You don't remember losing
the state title

your junior year?

- Yeah, that was just rough.

- And what happened
the next year?

- I won states.
- You bet your ass you did.

Because my boy
is not a quitter.

My boy does not
lay down and die.

My boy is a fighter.

Take a look at this
right here.

Look at this boy.
What do you see?

- I don't know.
- A champion.

And do you know
why you became a champion?

It's because after getting
your ass kicked,

do you remember
what you did?

You picked yourself up,
and you worked your butt off.

And that's exactly what you
need to start doing right now.

You need to find
that fight again.

Just get out there
and meet somebody new.

- Yeah.

- Oh, hey. Tammy.

Ah,
sorry to bother you at work.

Just, um, I got a situation.

Not a situation.
It's--it's good.

It's--I got a question.
I just need to talk to you.

- Do you--do you mind?
- Yeah, go ahead.

- Okay.
Yeah, I'll be right back.

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay. What--what is going on?

- All right, here's the deal.
We need you in the band.

And--and--and before
you say anything,

we have a huge
opportunity here,

and we have a chance
to get a record deal.

And we've tried to find
someone else to play drums,

but no one's as good as you.

And, Tammy,

I mean,
we have a chance here for--

for rock and roll glory.
I mean, seriously.

It's--I just think
you'd be crazy to pass it up.

- Pags,
how could I even do that, hmm?

I mean, sorry,
but I'm still in school,

and I'm working here.

I don't really have the time
to be in a band right now.

That's just--
- I mean, Tammy, how many--

how many chances
do you get like this?

I'm offering you a once-
in-a-lifetime opportunity here.

- Yeah, I know. I know.

I just--I don't--
I don't see it, Pags.

I mean, I don't see me
in a rock band, you know,

I'm--I'm not--
I'm not that girl.

- But you are that girl, Tammy.
I saw you that night.

I saw how happy and alive
you were on that stage.

I mean, don't you want
to feel that again?

And that, that was--that was
some tiny little club.

I mean, think about doing that
in front of thousands

and thousands of people
in a stadium.

I mean, because if we--
if we cut this record,

they'll put us on tour opening
for one of the bigger acts.

I mean--I mean, by this time
next year we could be in Tokyo

on a world tour opening
for the fucking Pretenders.

- God, do you really think
that could happen?

Like, do you really think
that Wildfire--

- Tammy, am I working
by myself today?

- Oh, yeah. No. Yeah.
I'm--I'm going.

No, sorry. Pags.
No, this is crazy.

I have to--
I have to get back to work.

- Tammy, you're being...

We have a chance
of rock and roll glory.

- Yo-ho-ho! Look at you!

Out of the house,
out of the robe,

and even going for a run?

- I'm back, baby.

Like I said,
no more crying in my beer.

No more feeling sorry
for myself.

You know,
it's just another day.

Time to get back
in the saddle.

But listen, I need a favor
from you, though.

- Yeah, anything.
- I wanna go out tonight.

I wanna know what
I've been missing out on.

You know what I'm saying?

But I need my wingman with me.
So what do you say?

- Are you kidding me?
If it means you're done

moping around, then yeah,
of course I'll be there.

- Yes, dude.
I'll see you tonight, huh?

- You know it.

- Hey, Dad, you home?

- In the kitchen.

[chuckles]

- Another day, another letter.

You want me to read it to you?

- As much as I liked her,
Jimbo, I think I'll pass.

- You want another beer?

- No, I'm good.

- Oh, Dad, I gotta tell you,
she's just incredible.

I swear, after Jill,

I didn't think I could feel
this way with somebody else.

But it's even more intense
with Maya, you know?

You know, it's like--

it's like we're supposed
to be together,

you know,
like, we're a perfect match.

You know, we both--
we both love to travel.

We love the outdoors.

You--you were worried
about the long-distance thing,

but this is how you
make it work, communication.

- Damn, you seem smitten.

- "Dear, Jimmy,
it breaks my heart

to have to do this
in a letter."

- Okay, I'll let you
finish that in here.

And I'll finish this sandwich
in the backyard.

- Hey, Ma,
I got the groceries.

Anything else I can get you,
Your Majesty?

- Hey, honey. Come in here.
We got a special guest.

- What?

- Oh. Hey, Mr. Ross.
How are you?

- How are you, Jill?

I was hoping
we could have a word.

- Yeah, Jill, take a seat.
We wanna talk to you.

- What is this, like,
an intervention or something?

- Yeah, you could
put it like that.

- Okay.

- So your beautiful mother, who
I must say looks fantastic...

- Thank you. You know,
Jill actually made this dress.

- Did she?
I am impressed, Jill.

- I mean, so talented.

Why doesn't she have
a full-time job?

- Ma, enough with that.
Mr. Ross, what's going on?

- Your beautiful mother
and I were talking,

and we both hate the idea
that our two little girls

are letting some schmuck
get between youse.

So I had to reach out,
see if I could help.

- Really?
That's why you're here?

- Yeah, it's important to us.
You two have been friends

since you were this high,
and we can't have this.

You two not talking to one
another, it's no good, Jill.

- And you wanna know
the worst of it, Louie?

- What?
- This guy she was seeing...

- Mom, I'm warning you.
- He was married.

- Mom!
- No,

a married man,
disgrazia.

- I know.
It's terrible. Right?

- Why are we discussing this?
It's over.

I'm not seeing him anymore,
which is what you wanted.

So could we just leave it
in the past, please?

- Well, I could tell you
right there, Jill,

it's the married man thing
that has Stacey so upset.

I mean, after what her mother
did to us,

she's gonna have
a severe allergic reaction

to an extramarital anything.

- Uch, I forgot about that,Louie.

- Well...
- Who--who was that guy

she was messing around
with again?

- Some asshole she met
doing summer stock.

- Yeah, but who was he?
Was he a musician?

Because I never met a musician

could keep his hands
to himself.

- You see this, Jill,
your mother knows things.

Piano player.

Yeah, and I thought about
having his fingers broken,

but then I figured
it wasn't his fault. Right?

I mean, he just thought
he was having a great time

banging some hot broad.
He didn't know us.

He didn't know what
he was doing to our family.

- Poor man.

- But she knew,
and I'm telling you,

that's what's so heartbreaking
about this whole thing,

that she could do that
to our own family.

But you know what
I still regret?

Not breaking
his fucking fingers.

[laughter]

So, come on, Jill.

Now that you know
the ugly sordid details,

what can we do to make this
right with you kids?

- Yeah, why don't you
just call Stacey?

Give her an--
an olive branch.

- See,
your mother nailed it again.

I think a phone call
would go a long way.

Yeah, unless of course you're
okay with just walking away

from a lifelong friendship,
and who am I to talk?

- I think I'll make the call
outside, but thank you.

Mr. Ross, always a pleasure.

- [exhales]
Thank you so much.

I never thought I'd get her
out of the fucking house.

- Ah, come on.
This is what I do.

- In a letter.

She breaks up with me
in a fucking letter.

- I mean, in--in her defense,

isn't she in, like,
Sweden or some shit?

I mean, that is a pretty
expensive long-distance--

- You know, you're not being
fucking helpful here, Mikey.

- Look, I'm sorry. Okay?

I know how tough
this is for you.

Trust me. I know.

And unlike you and Pags,
I'm not gonna break your balls.

And I'm definitely not gonna
sing some sad breakup song

that is gonna
bring you to tears.

No. Instead,
I'm gonna be here for you.

Why? 'Cause I'm
a good fucking friend.

So tell me,
what reason did she give you?

- She already signed on
for another job.

She won't be back till after
the holidays at the earliest.

Given she's gonna be gone
that long, she figures

it'll just be easier to,
you know, break up.

- Okay.

I'm gonna give you the gift
my mother just gave to me.

Look at me. You're gonna
go out there tonight,

and you're gonna make
something happen, all right?

You're gonna meet
somebody new.

No, listen to me. Yes.

Why?
'Cause my boy is not a quitter.

All right? My boy
doesn't just lay down and die.

My boy is a fighter.
You hear me?

Okay. Then it's settled.

Me and you, we go up
to the Tavern tonight.

We're gonna have some fun.
We're gonna meet some girls.

You're gonna meet a beauty
that'll help you forget

all about her, all right?
That's it.

I'm not taking no
for an answer.

[telephone rings]

- Hello?
- Hey, it's Jill.

- Oh, hey. What's up?
- Nothing.

Just, you know,
calling to check in.

See how you are.

- Did my father
put you up to this?

- No.

I mean, kind of.
He's at the house.

Just told me about
why my relationship with Henry

might be so upsetting to you.

- Oh, yeah. And why is that?

- Because of your mom
with the piano player.

Stace, I'm sorry. I had no idea
that's why they got divorced.

Why would you never
tell me that?

- Because it's fucking
embarrassing, Jill.

- It's not
fucking embarrassing.

You kidding me?

After all the shit you've seen
my mom go through, you...

I mean, I get it.

Also, for what it's worth,
I'm not seeing Henry anymore.

- That's good.

- I also wanna apologize
for just

how I've been behaving
these past few months.

Just coming home at all hours,

not being respectful
of your schedule,

basically just being a fuck up.

- [chuckles]

- And more importantly,
I miss you.

- Really?
Because I miss you too.

- Really?

- So are you gonna keep living
at your mom's,

or do you maybe wanna
move back in with me?

- Oh, gee, I don't know.
Do you really want me back?

- I just said
that I missed you, right?

So what do you think?
You wanna come back?

- Of course I fucking do.
I'm gonna pack a bag.

I'll be on the first train
in the morning.

- All right.
Get your ass over here.

I'll see you then.

- Wait, why do we need a bio?

- Because when you get signed,
they issue a press release.

In a press release,
you need a fucking bio

to inform the people
of your particulars.

- Well, if we need a bio,
then we should definitely say

that we are from New York,
not Long Island,

'cause it sounds
way more legit.

- No. No. No, no, no, no.

We gotta say
we're from Long Island.

I mean,
all the best New York bands

are bridge and tunnel bands.
They're not from the city.

- What the hell
are you talking about?

No, the Talking Heads,
Blondie, Television.

These are all New York bands.

- No, they're not.
No, they're not fromNew York.

I mean, they might be
in New York now,

but they're not New York
born and bred.

I mean, shit, Blondie herself,
Debbie Harry, is from Jersey.

No,
I'd argue that all the greats

are just like you guys--

bridge and tunnel kids
from the burbs who grew up

in the shadow of the skyline,
who were pulled in

by the bright lights
of the big city.

- Give me one big-time

bridge and tunnel
rock and roller

you know,
other than the Boss.

- Shit, Lizzie,
even I could do that.

I mean, just from Queens
alone you got The Ramones

and Kiss and Lou Reed.

- Oh, Lou Reed.

- Not to mention
Simon and Garfunkel,

Carole King, the two Neils,
Sedaka and Diamond.

I mean, fucking Barbara
Streisand is from Brooklyn.

- How did Barbara Streisand

make her way
into this conversation?

- Okay. Fine. Well, how about
from right here, Long Island?

You ever heard of
the piano man, Billy Joel, hmm?

Not to mention Mountain,
Vanilla Fudge,

Eddie Money, and the band with
the best album of the year,

one of my all-time favorites,
Blue Oyster Cult.

- Yeah, none of those bands
are really doing it for me.

- Does Frank Sinatra count?
'Cause he's from Jersey too.

- Ol' Blue Eyes does count.
Yeah.

- There you go.
- Okay.

Well, then
while we're on New Jersey,

why don't we go
with your all-time favorite,

Patti fucking Smith?

- Yeah. Okay. I'm convinced.

We'll say we're from
Long Island. You're right.

- You see? This is how
a great manager does his job.

- Okay. I am so glad
that you two figured that out.

But, guys, I hate to be
a Debbie Downer,

but does any of this
fucking matter

if we still don't have
a drummer?

[Blue Oyster Cult's
"Burnin' For You" plays]

♪

- I don't know.
I--I--

I guess I just feel confused.
You know?

I've never felt anything
like that before, and just--

God, it just felt so--
so deep and--

and moving and I just, like--

- Wait. Wait. Wait.
Are we still talking about

playing the drums or...

- Ah-ha-ha,
Good one, Jill.

Yes, of course we're still
talking about drumming. Jesus.

- I don't know. You said
"deep and moving feeling."

I thought maybe you'd met
a new guy or something.

- It hasn't even been
that long since Mikey.

I'm sorry I'm so much more
of a prude than you are.

- I know. That's why
I'm surprised that you're,

you know, thinking about
taking up Pags on his offer.

- Yeah. But that's what
I'm talking about.

It's this feeling.
It's like, God, I don't know.

How could I turn my back
on something like that?

- Oh, you mean that deep
and moving feeling?

- Yeah. I mean that
deep and moving feeling,

and I wanna feel it again.
Is that so bad?

- Yeah, Tammy.

I think you're gonna go to hell
for being in a friggin' band.

No, it's awesome,
especially coming from you.

- I don't know. Oh, my God.

You're never gonna believe
who just walked in here.

- I don't know what I'm gonna
drink, but I'm gonna drink.

- I'll have whatever you have.

- Did you know they were
coming tonight?

- Oh, shit. No, I did not.
- No, you did not?

- Of course I fucking
didn't know. Why would I know?

- Tell me you didn't know
they gonna be here.

- What the fuck?
What are you talking about?

I didn't even wanna
come out tonight.

This was your idea. Remember?
- Shit. Shit.

Dude, I really don't think
I can do this tonight.

Maybe we should go.
- No.

What the--we gotta go over
and say hi.

- Oh, good. They spotted us.Good.

- Mm-hmm.

- They're fucking looking
right at us.

- Hi. Fuck. Oh, fuck.
Okay. Okay.

- Let's go.
- Here they come.

- Yeah.
- Hey, guys.

- Hey.
- How's it going?

- Hey. Hey, Jimmy. Mikey.

- Hey, Tammy. Hey, Jill.
How are you guys?

- Mikey. Jimmy.
Wait, what are you doing here?

I thought you had another job
and you were leaving.

- Yeah. Yeah. Me too.
But budget cuts, you know?

What are you gonna do?
What about you?

You've moved back home
I heard?

- No. I mean, not really.

Just for, like,
a couple of weeks.

I'm moving back in
with Stacey tomorrow, so...

- Oh, okay.

♪

- Well, look we're gonna
go grab some beers.

I can get you guys
another round.

- No. No. No.

No, you can't, actually,
because I've gotta--I've gotta

go talk to Pags and Lizzie
and your sister, actually,

because I think
I'm going to tell them

I am officially
joining the band.

- Really?
- Cool.

- Congrats.
- Yeah, thanks.

So I should probably go, 'cause
I think they're really anxious

about figuring out
this whole drumming situation.

So I should probably
head over there now.

- Yeah, you should--you should
go right now, actually.

- Yeah, so I'm gonna go
right now.

But it's always good
to see you guys, you know.

- And I'll--you know,
I'll come with you,

'cause I came here
with you, so...

- Hey, Tammy,
before you go you think

you have, like,
a quick second to talk?

♪

- Yeah, sure.

- You guys wanna
give us a second?

- Yeah. Yeah.
I'm--I'm gonna grab some beers.

- All right.
I'll see you in a bit.

- Okay. Are you...
- Mm-hmm.

- I'll come with you,
then.

- [mouths words]
- Mm-hmm.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

- Look, Mikey, before--
before you say anything,

I just wanted
to apologize to you.

You know, I've been hearing
you've been really upset

over this whole breakup,
and I just--

I just wanted you to know
that I never--

I never meant to hurt you.
That was not my intentions.

- Listen, I get it.
You're right.

I was definitely in pretty
rough shape there for a while.

But you know what?

Seeing you here tonight
was probably the best thing

that could have
ever happened to me.

Oh, yeah?

- Hey, you okay?
You upset about the job?

- Yeah. Yeah.
Well, it's not just that.

It--me and my girlfriend
just broke up.

- Oh, no,
you and Mimi just broke up.

That's too bad.
- It's Maya.

But you already fucking knew
that, didn't you, you smartass?

- Can you do me a favor?
- Favor? Um, yeah.

- Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

- Here. Hold my hands,
and look into my eyes.

- Mikey--
- No, I'm serious. Come on.

Just take my hand, please.

- ♪ I'm burnin' I'm burnin'

- Okay.
- ♪ I'm burnin' for you

♪

- Wow.

- What's going on with you,
huh? You good?

- Yeah, I'm good. I mean, me
and my boyfriend just broke up,

but what can you do?

- Your boyfriend? What?

What do you--you were
seeing somebody?

- Yeah.

- Anybody I know?
- No.

- It's pretty incredible,
right?

- Mm.

I don't--I don't--
I don't think I'm following.

- Look at me. No tears.

- Oh.
- I'm not crying.

Can you believe that?
Do you know what that means?

It means I'm finally over you.

- Oh. Oh, good.

That's--you know what?
That's really good.

- [exhales]

- That's good. That's good.
Um, that's good.

- Okay. What happened?

- You know, same as always.
Got a little ahead of himself.

- Oh, poor you, can't catch
a fucking break with you.

- Yeah, but I'm not implying
anything by mentioning this.

I'm just stating facts,
making conversation.

- Okay.
- I need to fucking figure

my life out before I jump back
into bed with anyone,

even if it's you.

Not that it wouldn't be fun,
'cause it would be really fun.

It just wouldn't be smart.Right?

- Yeah.
- You agree, right?

- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
- Okay, good.

No, totally.
I agree. It wouldn't be smart.

It'd be fucking stupid
and too soon.

And I--you know,
we literally just broke up.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, it's always good
to see you.

- Yeah.
- I'm glad you're doing better.

- Some other time, then.

Yeah.

Some other time?

- Yeah.
- Bye.

[Eddie Money's
"Think I'm In Love"]

♪

[both singing indistinctly]

- Hey. Hey, guys. Sorry.
I hope I'm not interrupting.

- No, but please tell me you're
here with good news, please.

- Well, um, I don't know.

I was thinking
that if you guys

really think I'm good enough,

I would--I would love
to join the band.

- Oh, thank you, Jesus.

- Wait. Wait. Wait. Sorry.
- Oh, thank you, Jesus.

- But for real,
you really wanna join?

- Well, I mean, if you guys
will still have me, yeah.

- What do you mean
if we'll still have you?

Of course we'll still have you.
You're an angel.

You're saving our asses,
you beautiful girl.

[A Taste of Honey's
"Boogie Oogie Oogie" plays]

- How weird was that, huh,
seeing Jill and Tammy?

What are the chances?

- I'd say the chances
are pretty high, Mikey,

being that this is
our local spot,

and almost everybody we know
comes here all the time.

- Yeah, it's still
pretty fucking weird.

- Yeah, you're right. Okay.

- Hey,
we don't know her, though.

♪

- No, we don't.
- What do you think?

Should I go over there
and say hello?

♪

- Did you just see the fucking
smile she just gave you?

- Wow. She's beautiful.

- I'm gonna go play a song.
I'll be back.

- She just smiled at me again.
What do I do?

- Get the fuck over there,dummy.

♪

- ♪If you're thinkin'
you're too cool to boogie ♪

- Hi.
- Hi.

- I'm Mikey.
- I'm Lucy.

- Lucy, nice to meet you.

- Good to meet you, too.

- So, Lucy,
what are you trying to play?

- Honestly, I was just hoping
you'd come over here.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

- Look at that.
- It worked.

- Your dream came true.
- [laughs] Yeah.

- Shall we?
- Let's dance.

- ♪ No exception to the rule

♪ Get on up, on the floor

♪ 'Cause we're gonna
boogie oogie oogie ♪

♪ Till you just can't
boogie no more ♪

- ♪ Ah boogie

- Boogie no more ♪

♪ You can't boogie no more

- ♪ Ah boogie

- ♪ Boogie no more

♪ Listen to the music

♪

♪ There's no time to waste

♪ Let's get the show
on the road ♪

♪ Listen to the music
and let your body flow ♪

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