Atlantic City Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1980
- 104 min
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I can't do business with you.
But Boomer in Vegas said...
I don't do business
with Boomer in Vegas.
You look like a fire sale.
Look...
I've been on the road six weeks.
You clean me up,
I'm a f***in' Prince Charles.
You won't help me?
Look, I'm cutting you in!
I sure would like
to help my friend.
But remember,
I don't do business with you.
Sh*t!
You got a phone?
Telephone is upstairs.
Wait a minute. Let him use
the bar phone. I know the kid.
Find the place
you were looking for?
We live in the same building.
That's why I'm talking to you,
because we live in the same...
Yeah, Fred gave me your number.
Hey, Bob! Beer.
Cold one this time.
Okay, I'll be there.
- Your friend wants to do business.
- They'll bust you in the lobby.
You look like a training poster
from the narc squad.
Powder blue leisure suit.
Hey, Lou. I want you to run
an errand for me.
I'm booked up.
Who's the old guy?
You mean Lou? He used to run numbers
for the dinosaurs.
Hey, why did you leave?
Back there we started talking.
I had other things on my mind.
I was just trying to be friendly
so piss off!
Listen, I hear you're very big
in circles around here.
Where'd you hear that?
Vegas. Las Vegas.
You heard about me in Vegas?
Oh, yeah! The man to know!
Let me understand something, kid.
You're talking about
Las Vegas, Nevada?
Right, yeah.
That I was the man to know?
Lou, right?
Class dismissed.
Come on, Peppy.
Come on, you little mutt.
This ain't my dog.
Belongs to the lady downstairs.
I'm more of a German shepherd type
of guy. Isn't that right, Peppy?
Doin' the old lady a favor.
There's the building.
in the old days, a real work of art.
They're gonna tear it down now
and build a casino.
Lou, could I borrow your apartment?
My apartment?
Yeah, just for an hour. There's
a hundred bucks in it for you.
- A hundred bucks?
- Yeah.
Let me tell you something, kiddo.
My room ain't exactly
the royal suite of Mr. Casanova.
No, no, it's not for a girl.
It's technical, business.
Who was it told you about me
in Vegas?
Well, you know, it was in a crowd
of people, your name popped up.
Tall fella?
Yeah, yeah, that's the one.
Harry Gropke.
Harry went to Vegas, I think.
It must have been Harry.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, Harry.
You know something?
I've known Harry for 30 years.
- I haven't seen him in 25.
- Yeah?
I adore attractive,
well-groomed educated women:
You mean, making the church scene?
Forget it, Reverend:
I'm not resting!
Here we are.
No strangers in here!
Dave's staying upstairs. He's from
Las Vegas. Friend of Harry Gropke's.
- I've got business to discuss.
- Not now, Grace. Later.
Where's Cookie's silver cigarette
case? It was here by my bed.
- I see you got a scale.
- Weight Watchers. Measures food.
Get it for me.
Lou, you get back here. You've got
to push the blood back in my feet.
I'll be right back.
Lou, come back!
Come in, come in.
Would you close the blinds?
I need a tablespoon.
That's great. Thanks.
Italian baby laxative.
That's what it is.
You like magic?
Pass your hand over the scale.
What?
Come on! Go on! Do it.
That's $2,000.
Two thousand dollars?
Okay, say abracadabra.
- Come on.
- Come on, say it!
Abracadabra.
That's $4,000.
Could you stash this
for me somewhere?
- Jeez, I don't know.
- It's only for a couple hours.
Look, you know the streets here.
Could you walk me?
I can't leave Grace.
Are you afraid?
I've got a medical problem with her.
- Are you a doctor?
- Doctor?
There's something wrong with
the feet. The blood don't flow good.
Why don't you tell me?
Come on.
- Wait a minute.
- Chrissie, I got a job for ya!
Got your fingers warmed up?
This is not Grand Central Station.
What's wrong with you today?
These people are going to help you.
Come on, Peppy, you're in the way.
You're fired, Lou.
Dave, this lady's got a
million things wrong with her.
Get her out of here.
This lady is almost a qualified
therapist in Nevada and Oklahoma.
She trained in Saskatchewan, Canada,
in the art of Korean foot massage.
If you leave me alone with her,
I'm gonna kill you, Lou.
Will you listen for just once?
This is not medicine.
I'm still a very important woman
in this town.
I'm Cookie Pinza's widow.
He used to deliver coffee
for Cookie.
He's my servant.
Do you know that your whole body
ends at the bottom of your feet?
You think I am just poking
your feet.
Well, when I touch this spot,
this is where your spine is.
When I touch this spot,
You work for that Grace?
I help her out.
She pays you?
You're her fancy man?
Are you servicing her?
Every now and then.
Wow. To be your age
and still working at it.
Mr. Stud! Mr. John!
Well, I keep myself in trim.
Monte Carlo!
The old casino is very, very slow
and old-fashioned.
Rococo elegance. But the new casino
is just like Vegas.
Really?
The croupiers are French, but the
dealers are American from Vegas.
You get your license to learn how to
deal and the world opens up to you.
It's not just cards, you know.
It's your future.
I want you to concentrate.
I hate you going back
to that oyster bar.
The world should be your oyster.
Well, I've got so much to learn.
I don't know how to count in French.
I know...
Do you think you could teach me?
Better than that.
If you'd only stop being afraid.
Deal with courage.
You're a little pearl
produced by that oyster bar.
Say that in French.
The name Capone
mean anything to you?
Al Capone? The Godfather?
Lucky Luciano, Dutch Schultz,
Meyer Lansky.
Do you know them?
You work for the people
who work for the people.
I was taken a shine to.
Pardon me, but you don't exactly
look like the "King of the Mobs."
Well, a few wrong turns,
wrong affections, some mistakes.
It's all sh*t now.
Atlantic City when it had floy floy.
Remember the song, "Flatfoot Floogie
with the Floy Floy"?
Hep cat and zoot suit.
That was the floogie part.
The floy floy.
That was something special.
Atlantic City had floy floy coming
out of its ears in those days.
Now it's all so goddamn legal.
Howard Johnson running a casino.
Tutti-frutti ice cream
and craps don't mix.
The only difference between
Christianity and Hare Krishna is...
Hare Krishna is real.
he'd be very much into Hare Krishna.
- Chrissie!
- Yeah?
Do my sinuses again.
- What language is that?
- French.
Is it hard, French?
It's the language of
international diplomacy.
It's nice, French.
Your husband's a real cutie!
He's leaving tomorrow.
Have you seen my wallet?
I can't find my wallet.
We go this way.
Yes, it used to be beautiful...
what with the rackets,
the whoring, guns.
Sometimes...
Sometimes things would happen,
I'd have to kill a few people.
I'd feel bad for a while, but I'd
jump into the ocean, swim way out.
Come back in feeling nice and clean,
start all over again.
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