On the Loose may refer to:
On the Loose is a 1951 American drama film directed by Charles Lederer and written by Dale Eunson and Katherine Albert. The film stars Joan Evans, Melvyn Douglas, Lynn Bari, Robert Arthur and Hugh O'Brian. The film was released on September 28, 1951, by RKO Pictures.
Just a teenager, Jill Bradley has become suicidal over recent events. Almost everything in her life has gone wrong since her birthday, which her parents all but ignored, going out for the evening and leaving her by herself with a cake.
Alice and Frank Bradley continue to neglect their daughter. Alice scolds her for buying a new dress. Frank says she can keep it if she does household chores, then becomes furious after Jill sneaks out to see boyfriend Larry Lindsay and coming home late, smelling of liquor.
Unjust rumors are spread about Jill's reputation and teachers treat her unfairly as well. Classmates refuse to come to her home when invited and one provokes a fight. Frank, called to the school, slaps Jill rather than trust her. Larry's influence is a factor in her life. After ordering them champagne in a restaurant by pretending it's for their parents, he gets her into more trouble, then breaks up with her.
On the Loose (1931) is a comedy film released by Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, produced and directed by Hal Roach, and starring ZaSu Pitts and Thelma Todd. The short film features a cameo appearance by Laurel and Hardy.
ZaSu and Thelma are two young women at home complaining about all of the dates they have been on. In every case they have been taken to Coney Island. The next day they are walking in the street when a car goes by and they are splashed with mud and water. The driver stops and offers to buy them some new clothes. They accept the offer and later agree to go on a date. The date happens to be at Coney Island once again. The date doesn't go very well and they are glad to go home.
At the end of the film there is a knock at the girls door. Stan and Ollie appear and ask if the girls want to go on date to Coney Island. The girls start throwing ornaments at Stan and Oliver who beat a hasty retreat. Laurel and Hardy are on screen for 41 seconds.
Just-Ice (born Joseph Williams Jr.; November 15, 1965), is a rapper from New York City. A former bouncer at punk clubs, Williams was the first of the New York rappers to embrace gangsta rap, and when he burst out of the Castle Hill neighborhood in the New York City borough of the Bronx as Just-Ice, he gained instant notoriety. Muscle-bound, tattooed, aggressive -- he resembled Mike Tyson in more than just looks -- and with a mouthful of gold teeth, he certainly stood out. His debut album Back to the Old School came out on the independent New York label Sleeping Bag, and certainly sounded like no other hip-hop album, thanks to his fast, forceful rhymes, DMX's human beatbox as well as the distinctive production of Mantronix's Kurtis Mantronik.
Williams relocated from the Ft. Greene area in Brooklyn to the Castle Hill section of the Bronx in his early adolescent years. He currently resides in the Bronx which he considers his hometown.
[DJ Premier scratches]
"All praises due to the one Just Ice"
"Cos I'm bearing the truth and nothing less"
"Cos I'm bearing the truth and nothing less"
"Cos I'm bearing the truth and nothing less"
"Let's rest, so I can take a breath, cos I'm bearing the truth and nothing
less"
[Just Ice]
Motherfuckers wanna be gangstas talkin all kind of shit
So I'ma take it to theses niggas show em how real shit can get
I get the chicks with the big tits, fat ass and the thick lips
The firm thighs, bright eyes, cute face and tight lipped
Cheddar balls in every pocket
Dick stay hard like a rocket
Ready to fuck any bird that move
I ain't got a damn thing to prove
Only take shit to the streets
Then I bring shit from the streets
Always make shit from the streets
Constantly break shit in the streets
Motherfuckers talkin that love shit
Like it's something you ever heard of
Soon as you turn your back
Say motherfuckers talkin murder
Talkin about your demise
Splitting up your pies
The nest nigga that's in line
That's the next nigga that's gonna rise
A sim showed me some love nigga
Who appeared to be nothin great
That was your man, who was your man?
Now scramblin got you wet
Get your vest and take it off
Nigga, that court room ripped you off
Livin in his home, suckin his dick talkin on his phone
Layin up in his bed
Fuckin around with his head
While I run the place in red
And you lay up there half dead
Talkin about this pain that you feel
You wanna die?
No, gangsta's don't bitch
And we never, ever cry
If you wanna run the streets like a thug
Fast car, fast life, girl, drug
20 inch rims on your brand new Benz
Platinum and ice on every other ring
If you wanna run the streets just like a thug
Fast car, fast life, girls, drugs
20 inch rims on your brand new Benz
Platinum and ice on every other ring