Lady in Cement Page #5

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The Spoiler second, Aces Up third...

...and Fancy That is flying along the rail.

KIT:
Come on. Fancy That!

Fancy That! Fancy That! Come on!

It's Fancy That coming off the rail

and challenging. Fancy That in front.

- Who won?

- We did.

You know, we just may be good

for each other.

That's a nice thought.

Hang on to it.

Get your bag. Let's go.

MAN 1:
Five's the point.

The lady's point is five. Shooting for five.

MAN 2:
Let's see.

MAN 1:
Six and a four, ten.

- Shooting for a five.

MAN 2:
Let me see that.

KIT:
A two and a three.

SIDNEY:
The point has been made.

- What are you betting, lady?

KIT:
Let it ride.

SIDNEY:
Who's covering 400?

IRVIN:
Come on, lady, shoot the dice.

MAN 3:
I'll take 50.

- Two hundred.

Careful Charlie's taking 200.

One hundred and fifty's open.

- Hey, Tony, you want some?

- No, I'm empty.

A hundred and fifty's still open.

One hundred and fifty's open.

A hundred and fifty open.

A hundred and fifty open.

Hey, Tony, she's had the dice

for over an hour.

- She likes to hold on to things.

- Where'd you find her?

- The yellow pages.

- Congratulations.

- Call me anytime.

SIDNEY:
One hundred and fifty's open.

HARRY:
I'll take the five.

- Don't plunge.

KIT:
Be good to me, baby.

- One forty-five's now open.

PLAYER:
Covered.

- All right, lady, shoot.

- You're scratching the casket!

SIDNEY:
Quiet, Melvin. Shoot, lady.

KIT:

Be there, baby.

- The point is four.

- Fifty says she makes it.

HARRY:
She don't need no help.

- Gentlemen!

It's getting late, and this lovely

casket is scheduled for delivery.

Quiet, Melvin.

The lady's point is still four.

KIT:

Hey, Little Joe.

- Mr. Rome?

- Yes.

You're reclining on our custom

casket. You'll scratch it.

The fellow you eventually

put in here...

...won't know the difference.

Don't worry about it.

- Oh. Thank you, sir.

- All right, dear.

SIDNEY:
The lady's point is four.

- Gentlemen, please...

Quiet, Melvin.

The lady's point is still four.

KIT:

Be there. Little Joe, the hard way.

SIDNEY:

Well, I guess that about does it, lady.

- Mr. Rome.

ROME:
Yeah?

Henceforth on any future crap game

that I arrange...

...I wish to inform you,

as of this date...

...that this broad is to be

personally excluded.

- Understood?

- Understood.

- Agreed?

- Agreed.

- I thank you.

- It's all right.

I suspect you would not break down

if I gambled in a different morgue.

Lady, please,

don't come back soon, huh?

- You're cute. Here.

- I'm cute.

Hey, you talk funny.

Very quiet on the way out, please.

As quiet as if we were

going out horizontally.

Thank you. That would be lovely.

- Good night.

- Ta-ta.

PACO:

Senorita Forrest, I owe you my life.

You bring me here to this country.

You help me all these years.

But this... This bugs me!

KIT:

Tony, want an onion on this one?

No, thanks.

I have tried to call this Arnie Sherwin

bum on the phone six time already.

He never answer. To find out what

take off this stuff. It stick like glue.

- When did it happen?

- The night he told me...

...he come from your party.

Yeah, your party.

And he walk in here stinky drunk,

and he say to me:

"I want that wall."

And I say to him, " Listen, my friend.

That wall belong to Paco Gonzalez."

And he say to me,

"That wall belong to...

...to...

...prosperity."

What a lousy thing to say to a Cuban.

But anyway, when I try to stop him,

he was like a crazy man.

I think it looks pretty nice, Paco.

It's beautiful. Beautiful maybe

for a men's room...

...but not for a family pool hall.

Can you imagine a father come here

with his kids to shoot pool, okay?

And he line up a shot,

take one look at the wall...

...look at the "gagas."

Finished, the whole thing.

I think you got a problem.

Paco, what's the matter with you?

People pay Arnie Sherwin a lot of money

for a mural like this.

They pay him a lot of money for this?

What a crazy country!

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

- No, but I wouldn't do that, Paco.

- Maybe you're right.

- Some for the road, huh?

- Are we going steady now?

Since four o'clock this afternoon.

What time is it now?

Some time before 3:00.

I think it's about time.

- You got some chili on your pretty dress.

- Yeah.

- Your place or mine?

- I got a crazy spot-remover.

[ROME SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Bourbon a good spot-remover?

Depends upon

what you're trying to forget.

I'll have mine on the rocks.

- You drink too much.

- You smoke too much.

Maybe we ought to go

our separate ways.

You called me today.

What did you want?

You want that out of the way first?

You said it was urgent.

Well, I have an insatiable longing

for affection. Is that urgent enough?

Not quite.

We've been playing a lot of funny games.

Now what the hell do you want?

I wanna hire you.

For what?

Well, when Sandra came

to my party the other night...

...she showed me a picture

someone had taken of me.

It was a nasty picture

with a married man.

She said if I wanted the negative,

I'd better come up with $5000.

And a man would be around

to pick it up the next day.

So when I showed up,

you thought I was the man.

- And that's how Mungar got into it.

- I didn't know who else to call.

And Al said to turn to him

when the blackmailer came.

- Did this guy ever show up?

- No.

But then late last night

I got a phone call from Sandra.

She said to send the $5000

to Jane Smith...

...care of General Delivery, Las Vegas.

You wanna hire me to go to Vegas

to try to pick up that negative...

...and then hang around there

until I find Sandra?

I'll pay you the usual fee.

Plus a bonus.

What's the bonus?

You tell me.

How about $30 million?

That shouldn't be too steep...

...to get that body from the morgue

and ship it to Vegas.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I told you, I talked to Sandra last night.

- What don't you believe?

- All of it.

Why?

Because you're moving toward me

a little bit too fast.

I figure you got a deal, and you wanna

bargain for something I want.

- And you don't want it?

- I didn't say that.

When I want it,

I don't wanna trade for it.

Just what do you figure

I want to trade?

I'm not too sure, but I know it's not

that phony picture you're talking about.

You think I can afford

to let that be passed around.

You can afford anything, Miss Forrest.

Maybe even Al Mungar.

Maybe you're the kind of dame

collects hoods.

I used to know a broad

collected bullfighters.

- You are a bastard, Mr. Rome!

- My mother wouldn't like that.

- Yeah?

- Arnie Sherwin in?

- He know you?

- Not yet.

I'm Tony Rome,

a friend of Kit Forrest.

Oh. Come in.

I'm his receptionist, you know.

Everyone wants Arnie to do them,

so I got to screen them, you know.

That's me.

He sure gets down to the gut level,

don't he?

ROME:
You've lost a hell of a lot

of weight, baby.

MODEL:
Arnie, can I go to the john?

- No! Don't move a muscle.

- Arnie.

- Yeah?

He's a friend of Kit Forrest's.

Oh, yeah, sure.

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