Casino Jack Page #4

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Oh, you're asking for the best,

Mr. Sprague. We're the best.

We can get it done.

You want to kick some ass

on the hill, we can do it.

"Let's kick some ass."

That was Dolph Lundgren

not Schwarzenegger

in case you were confused.

Alright look, here's my

advice. It's free today.

You fellows hire Michael

Scanlon of Capitol Strategies

and Ralph Reed here as

some of you may know,

at one time is the very famous right

hand of the Reverend Pat Robertson.

He can organize some

high wattage Christian

opposition to this proposed

casino by the Jena tribe

and do to them, what we did to

McCain in 2000:
Wipe them out.

You want 30 million dollars

in fees over three years.

I could be president myself for that.

-It's just too much money.

-The money is worth it.

Jack lobbies for us in

Washington. He can help...

make us one of the most

powerful tribes in the region.

Our people need more healthcare.

We need more education.

Not influence.

Mr. Sprague, you may not think

you need influence in Washington,

but I'm telling you to have direct

access to members of Congress,

is gonna influence how

they vote on the very...

Aah, speak of the devil. It's the

Congressional offices

calling. It's House Majority

leader Tom Delay. Excuse

me for a moment, everyone.

-Tom, how is it going?

-Jack, am I on time?

Everything is terrific here. In

fact, I am with the Chippewa now.

Remind me not to order the

tuna from cafeteria again.

Yes sir, I will remind them of

what they are up against, sir.

And absolutely that they can

count on your full support.

Great, Jack. I'll see ya.

Hey Tom. Say hi to the President for

me. I'll call you when I get back.

I'm not bragging, when I tell

you that we can have effective

and direct access to Members

of Congress on behalf,

of Screaming Eagle Resort.

Otherwise, this beautiful

casino that you have

here is gonna shut down

tight and very quickly.

In the current climate, we're

barely breaking even now,

I said the council vote no!

Sorry, Mr. Abramoff.

I'm going to I've to agree. The council

vote at 3 o'clock today, Mr. Abramoff.

But... thanks for coming all this way.

He's seriously messing

with the qi we had flowing.

Sprague is the

sub-chief on the council?

It is an elected position.

Poncho has zero juice, okay.

What the hell is a

ceremonial chief, anyway?

Why don't we know this

is before we wasted

a hundred grand taking the gulf thing.

How the hell was I supposed to know

Poncho was the f***ing Queen of England?

Sprague gotta go.

-When is the next council elections?

-You're not talking about

messing with the council

election, are you?

Because you know, you're

gonna be in contravention

of the Indian Acts of 1968, mister.

Let me tell you something.

They're f***ing with our

bread and butter, Mikey.

I was gonna used that

money as a down payment

on the Sunsail

opportunity with the Greek.

Tell me about it. I just

put a huge down payment

on this new house I'm buying.

-What?

-The Dukebroad mansion

on Hobart beach I told

you about it. It's bad ass.

I got a lease on a suite at the Ritz

Crown with this killer pool table.

My overhead is insane right now.

You haven't pay off your student loans.

What do you need with a

mansion and a pool table?

-What! You are buying stuff.

-Worthwhile stuff.

Alright look, just have Grover

keep Poncho entertain and

let him tell us mega fast

when is the next election.

Hey, I was in Florida 2000, dude.

Handling chairs, state troopers.

This is gonna be a cake-walk,

alright. Tip-toe through the tulips.

Hello.

Thank you.

Be careful now, Mikey.

She's probably still into

Girl's Scout cookies with milk.

Thank you.

-Hey, baby doll.

-Hi. Oops!

-Who the hell was that girl?

-You are so cute.

She is an employee. You

gotta be nice to the help.

For a Jew, I bet you got a

lot of cold Christmas cards.

-We see our share of inactivity since.

-Hey... look at you. Macho man.

You didn't know I was a

guard at Beverly Hills High?

Once knocked a kid ice

cold out from Inglewood.

-It made the papers.

-I bet a lot of guys from

Beverly Hills went to the NFL, huh?

You know what I major

in, in High school?

Pool?

-No! F***ing.

-Really?

I have a feeling I'll

see you in that class.

Alright, so you've gone from

pool to selling mattresses...

that's quite an upgrade, Adam.

I'm a very successful

mattress businessman.

Really? Cause I hear Kwikee

Mattresses in Chapter 11.

Hey! I sold my franchise for

over 7 figures and got out.

Excellent. Because I've got

a new fantastic offer for you.

-Like what?

-Sunsail's casinos.

Off-shore gambling!? You

know who you're dealing with?

-Greenpeace?

-Trust me. I know.

And think of the fund-raising

possibilities, alright.

It is like Las Vegas on crack.

The boat goes out beyond

the 12 miles limit.

It's an all cash business.

Use your imagination, Adam.

-I got plans.

-Yeah, plans like Bugsy Malone.

No, plans like to open up

my own private Hebrew school.

Public education sucks.

You've no idea what my kid

have to deal with these day.

-Your own school?

-Yeah!

Plus there's my foundation,

all the charities work I did.

Look, I'm trying to do, importance

stuff that matters for people.

I... I don't know, Jack. It's sound like

Charlie Manson is my room-mate

for the next 10 years.

This isn't a bunch of native people.

You're dealing with sharks

here. I'm gonna say no!

But thanks for the $65

steak. It's delicious.

Adam, just go down to Florida with

my business partner, Michael Scanlon

and you guys talk to this Gus Boulis.

You always asking me

to give you something,

"Give me something...

give me something."

Well, I'm now giving you

something, you schmucks!

I was thinking something maybe

little less hazardous to my person.

I've dealt with communists in

Nicaragua, generals in Pakistan

and I even dealt with

f***ing Imelda Marcos.

Why should I be afraid of

a Greek who make sandwiches?

What's Imelda like?

She likes to play the

piano and sing show-times.

-Really.

-Yeah.

She's got a pretty decent voice.

That's all the sums

of the Thai whorehouse.

Not that you would know a Thai

whorehouse looks like, right?

Look like Boulis's into family values.

Looks like he hired the whole family.

Hey guys, I'm Chris. Gus's nephew.

Gus's running a little late. You guys

hungry? You want something to drink?

-No, we're fine.

-I'll have a shot of queen bols

and two Heineken.

I've told Jack to forget about this

place. It's a f***ing reptile cage.

Boulis is doing mega business here.

-This blows.

-Whatever,

he's just trying to make a statement.

This is how he operate? We've

waited an hour. I don't like it.

-I'm going back to Miami.

-Whoa, whoa, hang on, Adam.

Sit down... sit down, okay.

Konstantinos Boulis. Sorry to keep you.

Hey, Mike Scanlon. Pleasure to meet you.

Adam Kidane.

Sorry, Jack couldn't be

here. He send his regards.

You have done well for yourself, Gus.

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