Easy Six

Milton awaits, Jason.

"Mortals...

that...

works...

follow...

me...

love... "

- Hi!

- Good morning, Rachel.

I was beginning to teach

to an empty classroom.

"Virtue.

She alone is free.

She can...

teach...

ye...

how to climb...

higher than the sphery chime.

Or if virtue feeble were...

heaven itself would stoop to her. "

You know, Rachel...

without the rest of your classmates...

it's probably better that

we discuss this next semester...

and take an early break.

Janet, what a surprise. I'm just

preparing for my Milton conference.

Really? Sam was just

telling me you were making...

some copies of personal material

on the faculty machine.

I'm sure he was. I'll be happy

to reimburse the college...

Let me finish. It occurred to me

you really should be working now...

teaching your final class,

not making copies or...

certainly not preparing

for your trip to Las Vegas.

I planned to, but nobody

turned up, or almost nobody.

So I dismissed early.

Are you happy here, Packard?

Do you like teaching here?

Yes, very much.

- Merry Christmas, Janet!

- Frank! Of course...

- Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas to you...

and Merry Christmas to you, Sam!

Frank, are we going to have another

championship season this year?

I'm telling you, the Catfish

are looking good, buddy.

That's good.

Go, Catfish!

All right!

Let's go!

Merry Christmas

to Bill and the two kids.

- Taken!

- Merry Christmas, Sam.

I admire your enthusiasm

for those two.

Brown nose, Pack.

Brown nose.

You kiss Janet's butt,

and I guarantee you...

she'll let bygones be bygones.

Yes, but, telling a joke in class

is hardly a capital offense.

I'm not going to growl over

something I didn't think was wrong.

I fully agree with you.

It's just not fair.

You're sure you don't mind looking

for Sally while you're in Vegas?

No, of course not.

I try to reach her,

and she just doesn't call back.

It's a daddy's worry.

It would be so, so nice

if I could see her for Christmas.

It's not a problem. I'm looking

forward to seeing Sally again.

Thank you.

You know, she loves you.

You're the only professor

who didn't fail her.

- Santa left you a gift.

- He did?

- Wow!

- Open it.

It's for Vegas.

- Good luck.

- I appreciate it, but...

it's not a holiday, it's a

conference, and I don't gamble.

Well, you should gamble, 'cause

now you're going to have good luck.

First, you score at the table,

and then you score some skirt.

"Her buttocks is strong,

breast is round and high...

she was hair. faired,

and I won't lie. "

I can't wait till you to come home

and tell me some whore stories!

Frank!

- Good evening, sir.

- Thank you.

I'm with the Milton conference, and

I think it's in the Dug Out Room.

Dug Out Room,

right through those doors.

Thank you.

- Welcome.

- Hello.

To the last Milton conference.

The new name didn't help.

I've told you who I am.

I'm looking for Sally.

What are you? Some kind of

private detective or something?

No, I'm an old

English professor of hers.

Bullshit!

F*** off!

I'm here for a conference. I just

want to get in touch with her.

Say something

in English Literature.

- What?

- See? You're full of sh*t!

All right...

"When that pretty

With the shower sweeter

The draft of much

Hath pierced to the root"

How about something in English?

Have you ever heard of Shakespeare?

"Tell me, where is fancy bred?

In the heart or in the head?

How begot?

How nourished?

Reply, reply!

It is engendered

In the eyes with gazing fed

Then fancy dies

In the cradle where it lies

Let us all ring fancy's knell

I'll begin it

Ding, dong

Ding, dong, bell"

Okay, all right.

Sally's at work,

at the Paradise Inn.

Is that a hotel?

It's a restaurant.

Seafood, actually.

Thank you.

What's your name?

Samantha.

Excuse me.

This is the Paradise Inn?

Well, it sure is, honey.

- Where's the dining room?

- Dining room?

There's no dining room here.

I'm a little confused.

Is this a...

Brothel?

This is the best legal brothel

in all of Nevada.

You want me to send the girls out.

Yes.

They'll be out in a minute.

Ladies!

This is Crystal.

And Sandy.

And Chantelle.

And Paula.

And this...

This is Natalie.

Would you like

to make a choice, sir?

Natalie.

So, you've found out

my simple secret.

I bet you're going to give me

a morality talk now. Well...

you're welcome to try the "What are

you doing with your life?" speech.

I get that all the time.

Usually, afterward, though.

Aren't you shocked?

I'm speechless.

What do you think?

Don't you wish

I had done night class?

Your father asked me

to check up on you.

What am I supposed to tell him?

You can keep a secret, can't you?

I don't know.

- Don't go yet.

- Sorry, but I have to go.

I don't understand

why you're so afraid.

I saw the way you used

to look at me in class.

- What do you mean?

- You had such...

a crush on me.

Everybody knew about it.

I'll tell your father

I couldn't find you.

There's plenty of pretty girls here.

If you don't like me, you should...

stay a while,

and have some fun.

This is from your father.

So I gave her the ticket,

and I left. I mean...

it's the dumbest thing.

I don't think so at all. You got

a chance to nail your dream girl.

That's not the point.

Besides, Frank is my friend...

but she's in trouble...

and I don't know what to tell him.

I wouldn't tell him

anything at all.

But isn't it my moral obligation?

Look where morality

and obligation have gotten you.

No offense, Pack, but you're

not getting any younger, right?

Sometimes, you have to do something

wrong, because maybe it feels right.

Well, that sounds

like moral relativism.

Come with me for a second.

Seven. Win a seven. Put it on the

seven. We're gonna shoot it now.

It's your best dice.

Seven or eleven. Come on!

Same luck at shooting...

You know why people

lose money at gambling?

People lose money at gambling 'cause

they try to win honestly...

squarely, according to the rules,

but the house...

doesn't play its rules.

The house...

builds in a10% advantage

for itself.

So the squares they get

slowly f***ed, right?

The way to win is to bet against

the suckers, bet the house...

wrong betting...

Craps betting is what works.

You go against what seems right...

and win.

I know you're trying

to set me straight...

but my system, the old system of

good and bad, right and wrong...

works.

Well, I'm going to join the game.

Are you interested?

No, I don't think so,

but good luck.

Six, easy six, right on six.

Don't let the winner leave loaded.

Come on, now. Get him down.

We gotta shoot him, folks.

All right, get them now.

Same shooter.

Easy six!

It's pretty easy.

Bet on nine, bet on six.

Come bet. Come on, folks.

Same lucky shooter.

Magic fingers.

We got a winner on our team, huh?

Hey!

We don't want

any wrong betters here.

This is a hot table.

Bitching karma!

Gonna bet now. Same lucky shooter.

Now, here we go.

It must be that hat.

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