12 oz. Mouse2005

Peanut Cop:
[singing] Come here to me [chuckles] [to Golden Joe] Come here to me.

[Peanut Cop sniffs his arm]

Peanut Cop:
Smell that? Do I reek of, um, you know, plant residue when it's... [inhales deeply] lit on fire?

Golden Joe:
Man, you better throw some u-d toilet on that mug, bruh!

Peanut Cop:
Shh, sh-sh-shut up. Shh, shh, shh. Criminal, where were you on the last night of the last time it was night, hmm?

[cuts to the next scene where two pineapples are watching them]

Pineapple #1:
Hey, buddy, you hear this guy? What's he saying, dude?

Pineapple #2:
For the 1,000,034th time, I don't know. I don't have ears.

Peanut Cop:
[to Golden Joe] Look, man, I'm so out of my mind, but look at me. There...is...a...way.

Golden Joe:
A way of what?

Peanut Cop:
A way of getting away. Sh*t, I'm so broken right now, but if I were straight, you would totally know. Look at me. You are not who you think you are. Hell, I'm not even anyone I know, you know?