Owning Mahowny Page #3

- Dan!

You picked one hell of a night.

The Pointer Sisters are in town.

Wanna see the show, | just let me know.

- Thank you.

- Anything you need right now?

- Well, uh...

maybe later I might | have some ribs.

- Oh, of course.

And Bernie's right here | to take care of you.

'Evening, Mr. M.

Ready when you are.

- Ribs, the man wants ribs.

- Hello?

- Hi, Dan.

- Hi. Uh...

I think there's been a mistake.

- Dan, I am no mistake.

Now why don't you slide right on | over here and keep me company.

Hello?

- He told her that he was only

interested in Lady Luck.

- No sex, no booze, no drugs...

our little roller is a purist.

He's a goddamn thoroughbred.

All he cares about | is the next hand.

He's a beauty. He's a beauty!

I love him. I love him!

- The iceman.

- You know, I was thinking...

You know, we could get away.

Go away for a weekend, | or something.

Just you and me.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, jump on a plane.

Go anywhere.

- Are you serious?

- Yes.

- 'Cause I'd really like that.

And there are some | really great deals

going this time of year.

- Great, I'll look into it, | all right?

I promise.

- Maybe somewhere hot?

- Somewhere hot.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Give me all the home teams, | every game,

both Saturday and Sunday.

- Uh, you want the CFL too?

- All the underdogs. | - Every game?

- Yeah. I won't be around | this weekend,

tell Frank I want the one horse | in every race, both tracks.

- Every race? You don't even | know who's running!

- For the maximum. | I'll see you Monday.

- I don't know if Frank'll cover | you on this one.

- I'm sure he will.

- Have a nice weekend, | Mrs. Quinson.

- And when are you | gonna get married?

- Ma, don't bother my friends!

- I hate it when he makes stupid bets. | - Why not?

- It's disrespectful | to my business and to me.

- Yeah, but Frank, it's easy money.

- I'll take his action | if he'll play for real.

That way I feel better | about taking his money.

- Yeah! Ha! Ha! Ha!

He's probably mad at me. | They all get mad at you.

They lose, and it's | your fault, you know.

Very f***ed up.

- Maybe we should get mad at them.

- Yeah, maybe we should. | Maybe we should.

Maybe we should.

You know...

you know why he wants to win?

- Why?

- So he has the money | to keep losing.

Now how f***ed up is that? Huh!

So you wanna get heavy?

- Nah, let's leave it | the way it is.

He enjoys it, you know. He | enjoys seeing me every Monday.

It's important to him.

Anyway, so there's something | I want you to get...

- You got enough to shut him down?

- Yeah, maybe. But Frank Perlin's | nothing, Jim.

I wanna... I wanna tap | into his whole network.

- You got authorization for a tail yet? | - Yeah.

- So how much more do | you need from me?

- You know how much Bell charges | for this stuff here?

That's 50 bucks a line.

You got this whole sweet | operation going on here.

What do you give me? | Uh, nothing relevant.

Nothing relevant. Oh, look! | Nothing relevant!

I want names, Jim.

Names!

- Hey, girl.

- Hey. Hey, you. You.

- I'll be right back.

Hey guys,

is there a problem here?

- No problem. | You taking a trip?

- Now look, our deal is | I see you on Monday.

- Yeah. With 40.

- You said 20.

- I know, but now, it's gotta be 40.

- Okay, 40. I'll see you Monday.

- Is that your girlfriend? | - You leave her out of this.

- She's pretty.

- You kids take care | of yourselves.

- All right. | - We should go to the gate.

- Who were they?

- Just some friends of mine | from the track.

- I don't think you should be seen | with people like that, Dan.

You work in a bank, they might | damage your prospects.

- Just forget about it.

It's not gonna | spoil our weekend.

- Steve, I got a name here for you. | An associate at Perlin's:

Dan Mahowny. | Have that checked out for me?

- Yeah, I will.

- Mmm! Honey-dipped.

- Honey-glazed.

- You like it?

- Oh, I love it! | It's stunning.

But how much is it gonna cost?

- A friend of mine | comes here a lot.

- Yeah?

- Swung me a deal. | - Oh...!

- I want this to be | a special time.

- Okay. Me too.

Just...

- Can you believe that?

- Yeah.

- It's very pornographic.

- Dan!

- Honey?

- Yeah.

- I'm gonna go for a walk, | take a look around.

- Oh... Okay.

- I got nothing against | Atlantic City, Dan.

Victor Foss runs a hell | of an organization for us.

But hey, Vegas is Vegas. Vegas | is where you come to play.

I guess so.

- Anything you need right now? | - I wanna be low-key.

No fuss, no one | following me around.

- He's at our casino in Vegas,

in the region of 500,000.

Cash.

- F***.

F*** Nevada.

F***ing headhunters!

- So what the hell did you do | to Mahowny?

- I... I didn't do nothin'.

- Oh, you didn't do nothin'?

- How come he's in Vegas | and not here?

- I... I don't... I don't know.

- You're fired, you piece of sh*t.

- Wh...?

- Good feel.

All coming to four.

- Ten on four.

- Come on, shooter.

- Come on, baby, | you've been good so far.

- Yeah! All right! Yeah!

- I thought this guy was a chump.

- So what do you | want to know?

- Everything Vegas doesn't.

His mother's birthday, | how he likes his steaks...

Uh, if he wears boxer shorts | or butt-huggers, you got me?

- Loud and clear.

- Come back at dawn and tell me | who the hell this Mahowny is.

- I just heard

that Mahowny is up

over a million.

- What?

- Yes.

- He's beating Vegas?

Mahowny is beating Vegas!

Okay.

Get your man in Vegas | onto the floor,

tell him to shoot him.

- Sir? | - Chloroform him!

Break his legs! Get him outta | there before he loses it all!

Now!

- Bring it home to papa.

All right. He's hot, he's hot. | He's burning up.

- I've been looking | for you everywhere.

You know how long I was | waiting for you in the room?

- Honey, just give me | a couple more minutes?

I'm on a roll here.

- Ma'am, could you step away | from the table, please?

- What?

- I must insist; the players | can't be disturbed right now.

- Dan?

- Just a few more minutes.

- All right? That's all.

- But what about our weekend?

- Ju-just...

a few more minutes.

All right?

- Roll the dice, please, sir.

- Come on, Dan, stay hot now.

- Come on, this is your call. | Let's do it.

- You can do it, man.

- Looking for a seven or eleven. | Seven!

- Beautiful, beautiful. Beautiful.

- Everybody loses in Vegas.

- What do you mean, no record?

- I mean, like nothing.

Not even... a jaywalking ticket?

The only unusual thing | about him is how many.

- How many what?

- Well, if you move the letters | of his name around,

it spells how many.

Mahowny - how many.

- Uh, you don't say. | I'll file a report.

- He works in a bank. Maybe | Perlin's got plans for him.

Laundering money and stuff?

- You know anything about | the banking business, Steve?

- I guess not.

- I got a brother-in-law used | to work in that bank...

that's ten years ago, but...

you gotta ask permission | to get married.

- No way.

- You think we got a lot | of regulations?

- Yes, I do, as a matter of fact.

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