Atlantic City Page #5

Chrissie, are you okay?

Chrissie, look.

Are you all right? Are you hurt?

It's me. Chrissie. Okay, look.

It's gonna be okay.

Lou, open the door, please.

I'm sorry.

You're a wonderful man.

Sometimes I forget to tell you

how much I love you.

Chrissie, listen to me.

You're all right. You're okay.

Just take it easy.

You're going to be fine.

You're all right.

That's it. Come on.

- Oh, my God.

- Why didn't you call the police?

My husband, Cookie Pinza,

said never call the police.

Honey, it's not the first time,

let me tell you.

When a bad element from New York

had my husband killed...

on the boardwalk,

Lou ran away.

He ran away then...

so he runs away now.

What did they want?

What are they looking for?

- Why did you come here?

- To see you.

- Don't give me that sh*t.

- She's a good girl!

Why did you come here?

To sell some dope.

We needed money for the baby.

There's nothing wrong with dope.

Dope belongs to the whole world.

Where did he get it?

Some people told us

about a drop in Philadelphia.

Philadelphia's a nice place.

What did he do with the money?

I don't know where the money is.

He went out with that old man.

- Dave went out with Lou?

- They took my scale.

Hey, I want to talk to...

Hey, Pops, what...

This is the last batch.

Five G's. Take it or leave it.

Pops, I'm a little tapped right now.

I can give you four G's...

give you the rest later,

all right?

I'll take it.

Call Fred at the Club Harlem.

Tell him you're dealing

with Lou Paschall... that's me.

Tell him to tell those hoods

to leave the women alone.

What they're looking for,

I got.

Lou, I'm gettin' compliments

on the suit, Lou.

You look sharp, Buddy,

real sharp.

In three weeks,

you'll become dealers...

and you'll learn a painful truth:

Everybody hates you.

You stand in the way

of a million dollars...

the player hates you.

You know enough to cheat

the casino... the casino hates you.

The TV camera over your head

tapes your every move...

and yet you are alone.

The players, the floor manager...

the eye in the sky...

they all watch you.

You're alone.

Mr. Shapiro wants to see you.

Mrs. Matthews, how you doin'?

Come on in.

Come on.

How are ya?

Sit here. Go on.

Your husband had a record.

I hadn't seen or spoken to him

in eight months.

I know that, and I understand that,

and this is very unfair, but he...

I don't even know why he was here.

I know that, and you know that,

but they don't know that.

- "They"?

- The SEC...

the Gambling Commission,

the tax people... they don't know it.

We just can't afford to have people

with your connections working here.

I'm gonna tell you something.

I feel you have misled us, Sally.

Sally, right?

Mr. Shapiro, please. I've only got

three weeks of class left, I need...

Look, I am entirely on your side

in this situation...

but this is a very important job...

and I feel that I just have

to let you go.

I'm sorry.

Would it have made any difference

if we hadn't been married?

Marriage is not the point here.

We have to be very careful

of our people and who they know.

If this guy loved you, he would have

shown up sooner or later. You know?

So love is the point here.

Yeah.

- They fired me.

- What?

Six weeks of classes down the tubes,

just like that.

- Can you loan me 50 bucks?

- I don't have it.

I thought we were friends.

Listen, I saw your sugar daddy

down there at the tables.

- Really?

- Borrow from friends with bucks.

Twenty.

Push.

Can we talk to you?

I really think we should talk.

Sir, please don't bother

the players.

You're selling something

I believe belongs to us.

I'd like return of the item and

the money you received for the item.

Hey, man, there's

a game going on here.

And I'd like to know

how the connections were made.

Kid got my name in Vegas.

Harry Gropke sent him to me.

When you come to Atlantic City,

I'm the man to see.

Come on. We know who you are.

You're nothing, mister.

Hey, there's a game

going on here.

Sir, you can't disturb

the players.

I think we should

continue this outside.

- No.

- Let's go.

You're playing with Dave's money.

I'm owed it.

Madam, please. If you're not playing

you'll have to leave the table.

- Sit down and be quiet.

- You're buying me roses.

I'm fired from my job, I'm supposed

to sit here like some Vegas bimbo.

Mister, I got hoods

beating the sh*t out of me.

If I'm beat up for money and drugs,

I want the money and drugs on me.

Don't touch the suit.

- You're like Dave gone senile.

- Madam, you'll have to go.

- Look, I trusted you.

- I'll take care of her.

Look, he took my money.

Make him give me back my money!

But I want my money!

You see that man over there?

- Where?

- In the blue suit?

- So?

- He only wants a blonde next to him.

What do you mean?

No, strictly for luck.

Nothing will happen.

If he loses, he'll be

too depressed to do anything.

If he wins,

he'll just talk about it.

- You pimp!

- What?

- What do you think I am?

- I was trying to help you!

Help me? You're trying to whore me.

Get your hands off me.

- You'll have to leave the casino.

- Leave me alone!

If you're gonna arrest somebody,

arrest that guy down there.

He's the one pushing drugs.

Leave me alone!

Somebody get my money back.

That guy took my money.

Let go of me!

Get me my money back!

This woman is not allowed

in the casino.

I don't want to be in the casino.

I want my money.

You let these punks in here,

you won't let me in here?

This guy beat me up.

He wrecked my house. Let go of me!

- Come on!

- I'm very, very sorry, sir.

This woman has just been fired.

She's very upset.

On behalf of the hotel,

I'd like to give you reservations...

for the Camelot Room,

also the Superstar Room.

Get your hands off of me!

Let go of me!

Let go!

I can walk out by myself.

Get your hands off of me!

Will you get your hands...

Let go of me!

Let go!

Let go! Are you happy?

Okay? I'm out!

Sh*t!

Hey, stop! Wait!

Where did he just go?

Thank you.

I need your help.

My father, he's escaped.

He's on your bus. He's the old guy

with the white hat and trench coat.

- He's not right in the head.

- What do you want me to do?

Could you please get him off

the bus? He needs his medication.

- Yeah. Leave it to me.

- Thank you.

We made a little mistake.

We've oversold the bus.

So one of you is gonna have

to get off.

You were the last person

to buy a ticket, sir.

- Come on, old man. Come on, sir.

- What?

We've oversold the bus, sir.

I'm afraid you have to get off.

You got plenty of seats.

Yeah, but they're reserved.

I'm sorry. Come on, sir.

Jeez, I mean...

- We got a schedule, sir.

- Is there another bus?

There's another bus coming

right behind, sir.

Can't hold up all these people.

That's it. Come on, sir.

- Your daughter will care for you.

- I got no daughter.

- Let's not be naughty.

- Come on, Pops.

This woman is not my daughter.

I talked to Jimmy and the kids.

You can have your own room and TV.

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