Hey, hey, hey!

Cop at Newsstand:

How's the club doin' these days? John J.:
Real good although I-I-I'm gettin' a little too much lately. Cop at Newsstand:
[Sheepishly]
You know, I'd come by although I don't think Frankie likes me around that much. John J.:
[Reassuringly]
Why not come on in? Frankie's all right once you get to know him. Cop at Newsstand:
Yeah? John J.:
Yeah. Cop at Newsstand:
Still dancin'? John J.:
Some. Not like I used to but some. Yeah. Cop at Newsstand:
You look a little more tired than I remember, John... a little worn out... all those late hours you're keeping... John J.:
[Annoyed about the remark]
Ah, whatever. Cop at Newsstand:
I couldn't keep those kind of hours myself. I gotta hand it to you. John J.:
[Slightly short]
It all depends on what you're used to. Okay? [He continues talking as he is walking away] John J.:
Well, come out to the club anytime. Frankie's not a bad guy. [Dismissively] John J.:
Say hello to your partner whatever his name is. See yuh around. [after taking a few more steps, he stops and comes back, clearly upset over something] John J.:
Hey, wait a minute! Hold on, hold on, hold on! Hey, com'ere. [Confrontationally] John J.:
I want to make sure we understand each other. Did you say something about my face? [He laughs edgily] Cop at Newsstand:
[Not comprehending]
Whatta mean - your face? Whatta mean? John J.:
[Agressively]
Just because you're a fuckin' cop, where do you get the right to tell me I got wrinkles on my face? Cop at Newsstand:
[In an apologetic manner]
All I said was you look a little tired, John... a little worn out. I didn't say anything about wrinkles. [Shakes his head in the negative] John J.:
You didn't? Cop at Newsstand:
No. John J.:
Well, whether you meant exactly that or not, I don't know, but that's pretty much whay you meant. Wouldn't you say that? Cop at Newsstand:
[Still apologetically]
If you misinterpreted what I said, I'm sorry. John J.:
[Indignantly]
No, no, no! In the future if there is a future, it would behoove you to Keep your opinions to yourself about my face or anything else about me - all right? Cop at Newsstand:
Com'n, John, whatta yuh talkin' about? Com'n. John J.:
[Almost threateningly]
OK, enough of your shit! Keep your remarks to yourself - understand? OK? Cop at Newsstand:
[With a little more confidence]
Listen, you ot a problem. John J.:
I wouldn't want that problem to become yours, so remember what I said, and Keep your opinions to yourself! [as he walks past three men loitering and talking he gstures toward them] John J.:
You should clean the streets up! [shouting as he continues to walk] John J.:
Hey, guys, once a cop, always a FUCKIN' cop! [as he goes up the stairs] John J.:
Hey, hey, hey!