Casino Jack Page #9

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You bought them from the Russians.

I've got a lot of good

contacts in Moscow now.

Jack, Newsweek is calling

you a "Zionist thug."

You got that Time magazine article?

The same week, the Newsweek

calls me a Zionist thug,

Time magazine accuses me of

supporting Islamic terrorism

because I gave money to

Grover to help him mobilise

Republicans Muslim in Ohio. They're

passion maniac, you know that.

A lot of people are talking,

Jack. You're drawing too much

attention to our profession.

Bunch of woozies!

Jack, this isn't the 90's anymore.

Look around, it's post 9/11.

Bill Clinton isn't running around

boasting about budget surplus,

drinking crew got him crystal flu's.

Bill Clinton is the best thing

that ever happened to Washington.

And I say that as a Republican.

Let me spell it out for you. K Street

doesn't like the limelight, Jack.

The partners and I are

giving you a warning.

You're wrong on this.

-Susan Schmidt, Washington Post.

-Susan, Emily Miller.

I like to talk to you about Mike Scanlon

and the Chippewa Indian.

Hey, who the hell ask

you to sit down, pop?

Mr. Boulis... you don't

return phone calls.

You know, well... I work

for a living. I'm busy.

Well, you got a nice operation here.

But it is rude, see. Could

I've a cracker? I'm starving.

Who the f*** are you

asking to return your calls?

I'm looking after Mr. Kidan now.

His interests are mine

interest. He's with me.

Adam f***ing Kidan can suck my prick.

-Really?

-Yeah, really.

And no goombata is gonna waste my time.

Maybe I should explain to you

who I am before this goes too far.

I know who you are. You are the

senior citizen f***ing Al Capone.

I'll cut your f***ing

throats, okay gramp.

Oh, okay.

Alright, fine... I'll go.

I don't bother you no more.

Listen! Trust me, chief.

-Bernie Sprague is becoming a problem.

-Yeah!

Can you help me out with this guy?

Your guy, Scallion told me to fire him.

Scanlon. Look, can you

just give him his job back?

It don't exists anymore.

Scanlon eliminated it, right?

Well.. look, you know!

I can't... Musharraf.

I've met Musharraf, okay.

Newt Gingrich knows my name.

I don't need this guy.

Can you just give him some

job, get him off my back?

-Hey Jack, guess what?

-What?

I got the new H2 in metallic

red. It is fully loaded

and it's f***ing beautiful.

-Great! Hope you enjoy it.

-Enid!

-There he is.

-He isn't such a tough guy now, is he?

Gyro...

Now this ought to make

that fat Jew happy.

Forget Kidan. If he doesn't do what we

says with Sunsail, it'll be him next.

Go!

Emily? Baby?

Em? You here, baby?

Hickory!

Now over here, we've a beautiful

portrait by Aaron Shikler

of our 35th president

John Fitzgerald Kennedy.

Adam... Adam, what are you

talking about? Are you nuts?

You said you wanted Gus

Boulis gone from Sunsail.

Five shots in the head?

Five shots in the head?

That's what you think I was

suggesting, you f***ing moron.

Well, I asked him to be my

caterer, not whacked the guy.

Anyway, we're over 1000 miles

away. They can't connect us to it.

Are you serious? Do you

have any idea that the

grand jury is sitting

right now discussing

fraud on the wire transfers?

I didn't even want to

get involved in Sunsail.

What was I thinking? My way.

So now we have got blood on our hands.

Oh no! No, no, no. They're

not coming after me.

They are coming after

you, Adam. You know why?

Because I know those guys at Justice and

they jerk off taking on guy like you.

My right handed guy, Jack.

I wish I've never met you.

F*** you, f*** you...

you stupid goddamn fatty.

What, you're the one who's fat.

You fat f***. Fake Jew f*** fat.

Eat me, you goddamn fat cock sucker.

Sorry. A little issue on the hill.

.. Presidential's portrait collection.

Mr. Abramoff, Congressman Delay

needs you to come to his office.

I swear to you,

tell Tom that I'm currently

in the White House about to see

the President of the United States.

I've Chief Nokoaht of

the Kickapoo with me.

Congressman Delay said

you should dropped whatever

you're doing and come to

his office immediately.

-The President will see you now.

-I've to call you back.

-Mr. President...

-How're you doing there, buff guy.

Looks like you keep on working out.

Mike, Mike... listen to me, alright.

Why? Listen, this could be very serious.

Why is the Washington Post

calling Delay about the Chippewa?

His secretary said he's freaking out

about a story they're running tomorrow.

Jack... me and Emily broke up.

Oh well, you know... buddy.

You've got my condolences but,

you know... he's about

to rip my head off.

No, no, no... listen. Emily found

out about the stewardess, Krystle.

But this could be serious,

Mike... pay attention.

No Jack, you're not listening.

She found Krystle panties

in my dry-cleaning and

she got super f***ing pissed

and went to the FBI, dude.

She knew everything about Give

me five, Jack. She had no mercy.

You told Emily Miller about Give

me five? How can you be so stupid.

We were getting married! She

wanted to share everything, Jack.

Mike, what the f*** were you thinking?

Hey, hey, hey! I've

my priorities too, man.

You should have been thinking

of me. I'm your f***ing priority!

Oh right, right! So when I'm in the can,

jerking for some big

black dude named Postum,

I'll be thinking of Jack f***ing

Abramoff. F*** you, Jack Abramoff!

He is waiting for you.

Hey, Tom.

Come on in here, Jack.

My secretary told you about

how concerned I am about this,

the story coming out in

tomorrow Washington Post.

Look, they probably are gonna

buried it in the National section.

I mean, Indian gambling

is a very dull subject.

What in the hell were you thinking, boy?

Tom, I don't know what the

story is about, I hav...

You listen to me!

I did not clawed my way

out of the mosquitoes

infested flatlands of Laredo, Texas...

to become Majority Leader

of the United States Congress

only to be brought down

by a no good lying...

Jack, you remember Reverend Mueller

from my home district, don't you?

Yes.

Take a seat, Mr. Abramoff.

You've a lot to answer for, Jack. And

there just so much I don't understand.

But first, I think

it's important that we,

sat here together as

man of faith and pray.

Reverend...

Jack?

In the name of our Lord, Jesus Christ...

Dear Lord, as we sit here under

the shadow of a gathering storm,

You know, I think my life is over.

Honey, I don't mean

to change the subject,

but when did you start smoking?

It's the Sabbath, you know.

Jack, have I not always

been straight with you?

Not always the good

mother and devoted wife?

Of course you have.

Then I think you should just,

you know... go to whoever,

confess and like get it over with.

Confess? I have no

idea who killed Boulis.

Who's going to believe you, Jack?

And what about all this

Indian gaming stuff?

Honey, I haven't done

anything that every

other lobbyist in

Washington does, right?

Charging high fees...

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