Chasers

¶ Yeow ¶

¶ hey, I was c.C. Rider ¶

¶ I was just a snot-nosed kid ¶

¶ I was already known ¶

¶ for doin' what I did ¶

¶ the women all screamed as I walked by ¶

¶ my daddy would cuss me ¶

¶ and my mama'd start to cry ¶

¶ 'cause I was known for, yeah ¶

¶ for doin' what I did, yeah ¶

¶ my reputation was strong ¶

¶ hey, for doin' what I did, yeah ¶

¶ ain't no way, hey, it'll get the kid ¶

¶ 'cause I'm just too well-known ¶

¶ for d-doin' what I d-did ¶

first squad, about face!

Yes, sir.

I can't hear you!

Sir! Yes, sir!

¶ Hey, my mama called the preacher ¶

¶ called everyone she knew ¶

¶ all my friends know ¶

¶ you know who ¶

¶ when old Casanova was a love-sick punk ¶

¶ I'd already broke so many hearts ¶

¶ I could've started me a dump ¶

¶ 'cause I was known... ¶

¶ My reputation was strong ¶

¶ hey, for doin' what I did, yeah... ¶

hey! What the hell's going on here?

Today's a big flag day.

It's 4th of July.

¶ 'Cause I'm just too well-known ¶

¶ for d-doin' what I d-did ¶

yeah!

Yeah!

The 4th of July!

Discharge!

Whoo!

I'm outta here.

Whoo!

Discharge!

All right, I'm outta here.

One more day.

Yeah! Discharge!

So long, suckers.

¶ All the boys was choosin' ¶

¶ my first day of school ¶

¶ till finally the teachers ¶

¶ let me break all the rules ¶

¶ the press heard about it ¶

¶ tried to put me in the news ¶

¶ I would've had no comment ¶

¶ for fear what they'd lose ¶

¶ 'cause I was known ¶

¶ yeah, for doin' what I did, yeah ¶

¶ my reputation was strong ¶

¶ hey, for doin' what I did, yeah ¶

¶ there ain't no way ¶

¶ they'll ever get the kid ¶

¶ 'cause I'm just too well-known ¶

¶ for d-doin' what I d-did ¶

oh, it was like I was rocked.

Yeah, it's like I was born.

Man, I stood alone.

Hey, baby, I was strong.

¶ Doin' what I did ¶

¶ yeah, for doin' what I did ¶

¶ aw, for doin' what I did ¶

¶ my reputation was strong...¶

Stig speaking.

Yeah, it's Mr. devane.

Oh. Oh, yes, sir.

I've been expecting your call.

They got you working the 4th, huh?

Yeah, I'm working late.

So, how's my baby?

I'm looking right at it.

She's completely loaded.

It's got the cellular phone,

the riccaro buckets.

Everything you wanted... loaded.

But, you know, when you phone in your order

and wire in cash,

you're one of our preferred customers.

I'll be in tonight.

You'll recognize me by the smile on my face.

Right.

Yeah.

Good morning, sweetheart.

How you doing?

Good morning, sexy.

Good morning.

How did you remember my birthday?

How can I forget, gorgeous?

You are so sweet.

Same day as the frigging country.

Processing. Section seven.

Finster here.

Howard.

Storage room.

Howard?

Howard.

Storage room. Five minutes.

No.

Howard.

No, no.

Howard, you listen to me.

Get your ass in that fucking storage room.

No, no, no.

Hey, no.

No, no.

Howard.

O.K. The guy's a designer.

He works out of a loft in L.A.

He calls me, and boom...

he wants a thousand pair dress-white bellbottoms.

A thousand.

12 bucks a pair.

That's 12 grand c.O.D.

I can't believe

you're trying to pull something like this

on the last day before discharge.

No.

Howard, my hand to God.

This is absolutely the last, final one.

The last one was the absolute last and final one.

The time before that

was the absolutely last and final one.

I'm getting hives again.

Howard, I thought you'd be thanking me.

I'm talking an extra 6 grand each.

This much inventory

has to be split into separate lots,

each with its own manifest,

each with its own point of entry.

No.

Wow. I didn't realize

it would be such a problem, Howard.

If I did, I never would've transferred a consignment

and rerouted a truck.

Howard, these are the invoice numbers.

Take them, Howard.

I mean... If you don't make this stuff disappear,

we could be in some serious shit.

I've got to get on this immediately.

Howard, give me a hug.

That's it, pal.

Good. Good.

All right.

How about lunch later?

Hey, Eddie,

master chief wants to see you a.S.A.P.

You just can't stop, can you, Eddie?

If I did, you wouldn't love me.

Come in.

You asked for me, chief?

Yes, I did.

I won't hoist half-sails with you, son.

Those sps outside,

they're here for you.

Seems that due to the holiday,

the n.A.'S short of bodies,

so your name came up.

N.A., chief?

Naval apprehension, son.

They got a prisoner brigged

at camp lejeune weapons center.

Got to transfer him back here to Charleston.

Looks like that's you.

They need somebody for chaser duty.

Chaser duty.

The trouble with youth is that they shirk their duty.

No, no, no, no!

Never behind the desk.

Your name came up on the computer

'cause you're unassigned.

You haven't gotten new orders, right?

No, but I'm out tomorrow, chief. Discharged.

Well, your availability

combined with your experience at base security

has landed you this detail.

You should be proud of it.

Begging your pardon, chief.

I know a colleague in personnel

who could cancel this obvious mistake.

Forget about that, son.

Orders are orders, and you're in the Navy.

Chief, it's my last day.

I had plans.

Well, change them.

Dismissed.

One last time.

The very last time.

That guy could sell a freezer to an eskimo.

Yeah, man, that gay thing.

You're damn right.

Yeah, that gay thing.

Congress is full of black gay sympathizers.

Oh, wow.