-24- [Backdated to last night]

[happinessboys]

[Very, very FAILED private to the Admiral. Very, very public instead.]

[Beatty's drunk. Very drunk. Dizzy and swaying drunk. But he still manages to speak semi-coherently.] Hey! Admiral. You're doing this- all of this- so right. These people, instead of fighting against you, they fight amongst themselves. Now that...yeah...that's power. [There's a

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[expectremorse]

[annoyed self-righteous 24 year old is...annoyed and self-righteous] Seriously? Everybody's drinking? Couldn't people think of more exciting things to do?

[happinessboys]

No! [Uh, not the right response.] Fuck off. It wasn't meant for you.

[expectremorse]

[Arms crossed] I may not be a cop anymore but I can still go get your wardens.

[That's what comes from being a guy with a badge and being 24.]

[happinessboys]

They've come and gone. You police are all the same. Full of yourselves. And ready to do...do..to not do your jobs. Ever.

[expectremorse]

Hey. [He's growling] The police do their jobs. At least the NYPD does. Can't speak for California or any of the other fruity states.

[happinessboys]

Whatever. [Such a teenager.]

[expectremorse]

[Long, long look]

Who's your warden?

[Snitch mode-GO!]

[happinessboys]

[He takes a drink of the gin and flips him the bird. Classy.]

[expectremorse]

Easy enough to find out. [another tactic] come on man...I know what it's like to be young and able to party...but it's the wrong road in life to go down you know? Man?

[happinessboys]

[Another shot of gin and he cuts off the camera. He won't respond anymore.]