Sex and Lies in Sin City: The Ted Binion Scandal Page #2

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and you're still inviting another one over.

You're an idiot.

-What can I say? The ladies love me.

-No, they love our money.

-That's what they love.

-No, no, this one's different.

Yeah, right! Benny! Benny! Benny!

Excuse me. When your dad finds out... Get

your shirt on. Come on, we're going home.

Button up.

-Hey! There she is! Sandy!

-Yeah, she's different all right.

-Excuse me?

-You watch out for my sister.

She used to pull my hair when I was little.

Hey. Hey, aren't you

going to introduce them?

Hey. Terry, this is Sandy, my date.

-Sandy, this is Terry, my other date.

-Hi.

How dare you embarrass me like this?

You choose right now, her or me.

Come on. She's got way too much nerve.

Let's go.

-That's rich, coming from you.

-Come on.

You are grounded!

Terry, you have a nice evening.

I like having my own Teddy Bear.

I want to buy you something.

What do you like? You like diamonds?

You could buy me a bumper sticker

that says, "Ted Bunion's satisfied lover."

You gotta stop calling me Bunion.

My name's not Bunion. It's Binion.

Binion. As in Binion's Horseshoe.

My casino.

Yeah, right.

You expect me to believe

you own the Horseshoe?

-Joseph!

-Good evening, Mr. Binion.

-How are you?

-Good, sir.

-Say hello to my girl.

-Good evening.

Come on.

This must be worth like $1 million.

-$7 million?

-A little loose change, baby.

Loose change.

What were you saying about those

diamonds that you were gonna get me?

Did I say something about diamonds?

-Well, all right.

-Yeah?

This is Lou Sacco, up at the house.

There's someone here

who's entered this house illegally.

What? What did I just hear

come out of your mouth?

This woman is not to enter the property.

She has no business here.

-I live here.

-She does not live here.

-She lives in California.

-See this? See this address?

My address. I've lived here for three years.

I'm not moving in with you.

You know, you didn't answer your phone

last night. I couldn't find you.

What were you doing?

Were you humping someone else?

-Go to hell.

-See, that's why I need you,

'cause you tell me to go to hell.

That's how I know you mean what you say.

-And you remember what you said?

-What?

You said that you were

falling in love with me.

Yeah? Well, I was drunk.

Come on. I'll buy you a car,

give you a credit card, buy you a pony.

I don't care about your money.

Really? Well, then you don't care if I do this!

Wait, no! All right. Stop! That's real money!

Okay. I'll move in with you.

That a girl! Come here!

But only if you're sure

I can make you happy.

Baby, we were meant to be together.

See? I told you.

We were meant to be together.

Oh, my God! All these books.

Eight, nine, seven.

Thirty-eight, 16.

-There you go.

-And there you go.

I hope you're kidding.

Hope you're not planning on burying this

-way the hell out here.

-I wouldn't kid you, Lou.

You're my favorite goat.

Sit down. Have a drink.

You're making me nervous.

Have you ever heard

of a safety-deposit box?

-Sure, I have.

-It's all there, Ted.

Unless my sister stole some

when my mama was sick.

No, I'm telling you, it's all been inventoried.

And I'm telling you

that we're doing another inventory.

So start counting those sleeves.

There's like 1,000 books in there.

Have you read all of them?

Didn't anybody tell you?

I'm a Renaissance man.

Where are you going? I told you

to sit down and count them sleeves.

You can let him go. I'll help you count.

Perfect, Sandy knows how to count.

-I got to get back to town anyway.

-Get the hell out of here.

You wanna help me count?

All right.

Here, you want to count, sit down.

Count these, count these,

count this, count this, count this

and count this.

Before my mother died,

she asked each of us what we wanted.

My sister Becky had a list

as long as your arm.

Me, I just wanted the silver.

I know why you want this.

But why do you want me?

I mean, you're rich, you're good-looking,

you're smart.

I didn't even finish high school.

Don't sell yourself short, baby.

Look at you. Gorgeous, unpredictable.

Mouthy. You're spectacular.

You rescued me. I want to get old with you.

I'm already old.

But that's all right. I'll be dead before you,

and I'll leave you a map

where I buried all my treasure.

Don't look at me like that.

I know a pirate when I see one.

I'm taking my clothes. You can't stop me.

I don't care about your clothes.

Then why am I looking

at your ugly face right now?

I thought you were going to get a court

order. So why don't you go get one? Go!

Hey. The coins are all still here.

How's it going out there?

Yeah. We just started digging.

We just started digging, babe. Yeah.

Well, hurry up, because Lou is trying to get

a court order to sit on top of everything.

You're preaching to the choir.

-Stack it with the others?

-Yeah.

Easy.

Rick, we've got a problem.

-All right. Get that out of here.

-What are we supposed to say?

You don't say anything. Just be quiet.

Evening, Officers. What can I do for you?

Depends. What you got going on here?

We're just framing,

getting ready to pour a little concrete.

This late at night?

Well, we're going to pour the concrete

in the morning.

You need a truck like that to pour concrete?

Cement truck will come in the morning.

Well, hello, gentlemen!

There's a crapload of silver in here.

Yeah.

You know, we heard that Ted Binion

had buried his silver out this way,

but we figured he buried it on his

ranch somewhere, not right here.

Well, that's Ted for you.

I'd have been straight from the start,

but I promised Ted

to keep this a secret, so...

-ls that right?

-Yeah.

Good friends with old Ted, were you?

Yes, I was.

Oh, Lordy.

Oh, my God.

-Ted Binion, how you doing?

-Good.

-Rick Tabish, pleasure to meet you.

-Where you hail from, Tabish?

My domicile is the great city

of Missoula, Montana.

Montana! Some of the best times

of my life were in Montana,

at my daddy's ranch.

Come on, Tabish, I'll buy you a drink.

No, I'll buy you a drink!

Herbie, I found a friend in the toilet.

What'd you say your name was again?

-Rick.

-Rick.

-What do you do?

-Construction. Trucking.

Hey, Herbie, how you been?

-Rick Tabish. Yeah, we've met.

-Yeah.

And they say

this ain't a small town anymore.

How does a nice boy from Montana

know a shady character like you?

Yeah, the kid gets around, believe me.

Well, I guess I don't gotta watch

my p's and q's with you.

To hell with your p's and q's.

Just don't tell my wife, huh?

Look, I had a deal with Ted.

All right? Look, if he was here right now,

he'd be laughing his ass off

or he'd have your effing badge.

Come on, guys. Up, out.

Take him over to the car.

I just can't understand why the police

aren't calling it a suspicious death.

I mean, anybody with half a brain can

see that Sandy Murphy

and that muscle-headed boyfriend of hers,

they did it. They murdered him.

They murdered Teddy.

I mean, look. Did you read it?

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