Poolhall Junkies Page #7

Remember that bet you made?

This is the last time

I'm gonna call you, so...

I don't know, if you change your mind,

or if you ever check your machine...

then you'll know where to find me.

All right. Bye.

I am not having a good day.

Every day is a good day, kid.

Just try missing one once.

I gotta go get some felt for the tables.

I'll be gone a couple of hours.

- Keep an eye on the castle.

- You got it.

Here.

Here's the keys.

Make sure you lock up

before you leave, all right?

Back off her.

- Ma'am.

- Hey, Nick.

What happened to your hand?

I cut myself shaving.

Why didn't you tell me

what you did for me that night?

Because you spend so much time

always thinking that I'm an a**hole...

that you never see

any of the good things that I do.

All I wanted to do...

was give you what I knew you wanted

more than anything in the world...

the only way I knew how.

The only thing I ever wanted was you.

I love you.

Wait.

- There's something I have to tell you.

- What?

I'm a motor- home salesman now.

I know. I heard.

What do you mean?

I saw you in the window, with the tie.

Are you stalking me now?

No. You almost made a sale.

I almost came...

Why are you gonna stalk me?

I just missed you, baby.

I missed you, too.

You guys want some action?

I'll be at Hard Times, table 4, tonight.

Can't miss me.

I'll be the one whipping your ass.

What's the weather like lately?

I haven't been outside.

What you wanna do, Brad...

Is that your name?

You wanna stroke it, not poke it.

Look how pretty that is.

I move 'em around pretty good, myself.

This is too easy.

Can you get that money up there?

My arm is...

Thanks. Appreciate it.

- $500, baby. Easy as f***ing pie.

- That's my boy!

Where'd you get that stick?

Is that Johnny's cue?

- He ain't using it, so I borrowed it.

- Danny, be careful, man.

Something strange is going on.

He's not playing you the way he played me.

Of course not.

I'm a lot better player than you are.

Here he comes.

- Nice table.

- You like that? Thanks.

Why don't we switch tables

and double the bet?

No, I say we play on this table or I quit.

That's the deal.

You're such a punk.

Fine, let's double the bet.

That sounds good.

You weren't breast- fed, were you?

Rack 'em, Joe, my finger's so'.

Dead rail. I can't believe that!

Table 4, baby.

This guy's got us playing

on this f***ed- up table.

What's your deal?

Are you gonna play,

or cry about it like a f***ing baby?

Bet $5,000.

He can't beat me three sets in a row.

Shut up. It ain't your money.

It's half my money.

You want out, I'll play him on my own.

You can't fire an air barrel.

How will you cover if you lose?

I'm not gonna lose. I'm in this guy's head- -

- Don't be an idiot. We don't have the money.

- Get the f*** out of here.

Fine. $5,000. You call it.

- You call.

- Tails.

So you won a f***ing break.

Big f***ing deal.

Pay up. $5,000.

- Where's the money?

- Tough guy!

Get the f*** out of here,

you punk- ass bastards. Get out of here. Go!

Listen to me. The money. 24 hours.

- Or next time I come back angry.

- You son of a b*tch!

- That's enough!

- I'll tell you when it's enough.

- F***!

- Jesus Christ, what the hell are you?

I'm a klutz.

F***, Danny!

Freeze! Put your hands in the air!

Get them up in the air so we can see them!

Let's see them hands!

Hey, Nick. What's going on?

What's wrong?

- Danny's in jail.

- What happened?

He crapped out

firing an air barrel at Brad last night.

How much?

$5,000. He's stuck for half of it.

And it gets worse.

When Joe found out

that Danny couldn't cover...

then he leaned on him pretty heavy,

beat the sh*t out of him...

put a gun to his head and said,

"You've got 24 hours to get the money. "

That's when Danny went crazy,

tried to knock over Sal's.

- What?

- He's in County Jail.

It's $25,000 bail.

We got to get him out, right? Nick?

I'm sorry, kid.

I just don't have that kind of money.

All I got is my dad's plastic.

- I ain't got nothing.

- I can call my dad.

No.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna go get my brother. Come on.

Hey, Nick. He's here.

Detroit. You got action.

Come here. Give me the f***ing thing.

F***.

Nick, anything on the bankroll?

Nothing. De nada.

The next level. Why don't you take over?

Come on, set 'em up.

- How's the arm?

- Horrible.

- You ready?

- I'm ready.

- Let's play the first set for $5,000.

- All right, fine.

Fine. Call it.

The money first. Put it up.

What's wrong?

You don't think I'm good for it?

Put the money on the lights.

- I think you know me better than that.

- I know you too well, Johnny boy.

I'm not gonna fall for

any of your old tricks.

The money.

Fine. Just give me a second, all right?

- What the hell are we working with here?

- It's about $5,500.

Christ!

I got one barrel, no cue.

How the hell do I like it?

It's okay. We're covered.

- Jesus Christ, where'd you get that?

- I'm the rich kid, right?

Don't worry about it.

- Are we playing here, or what?

- We're playing.

Joe, how about we play this one

for $10,000?

- Ten's my favorite number.

- Nice cue. You shooting with that?

No, that's not his cue, smart ass.

He's shooting with this.

F***.

You wanted a pro, you got one.

He's ranked 13th in the country.

You don't stand a shot against him.

You had enough yet?

Rack 'em.

Christ, Nick, the kid's good,

but he's not that good.

You're just getting started.

Yeah, but it's just cost us $10,000

to get me started.

You listen to me. I know this type of guy

from my past experience.

This son of a b*tch is not a stayer,

you understand?

He'll crack sooner or later.

When he cracks, you'll win. Have faith.

- "Have faith. "

- Okay, you're covered.

Covered? What the hell

kind of ATM you got?

Thanks, Chris.

F***!

This is so sad.

Wait here. I'm not done yet.

I know. I think he's getting warmed up now.

Just give us another $10,000. Maybe...

You motherf***er!

How could you do this?

This is f***ing Tang, man!

He don't got no f***ing credit cards

and no Cadillac.

You give me this rich- kid bullshit.

You got me in there pissing away his future.

What the f*** are you doing?

What am I, a baby?

Like I had no say in this?

- My friend was in trouble. I came to help.

- What the f***, man?

He bails out Danny now

and pays off his debt, he's out $30,000.

Then he's broke, too. What the f***?

All right, we just took a f***ing chance.

Come on. We never thought you'd lose.

Here, man. Take this.

Keep your money.

What are you gonna do?

Come on. Just take the money! I'm sorry!

All right, what do you say we bump the bet?

Play this one for $20,000.

How much you got up there, John?

You wouldn't be flashing me

no n*gger roll, would you?

'Cause that don't look like no $20,000.

As long as we're doing this,

why not play for $50,000?

I've been looking for him all day.

Are we too late?

No, perfect.

- Sorry I'm late, John. Hi, how you doing?

- Who are you?

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