Suicide Kings Page #8
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 106 min
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my rules.
Ira, there's no challenge
in that. That's like--
Gentlemen, keep in mind that
the cards you hold in your hands
are nothing but dumb luck.
The difference between winning
to read your opponent.
That's why i'm still here.
A number of times the only thing
kept me out of a satin box...
Was i could size up the
other guy maybe half a second
quicker than he could me.
What the f***
are you talkin' about ?
You're taped to a chair.
You saw us comin' a mile away
at the plaza, didn't you ?
I admit...
I'm out of practice.
Ira... Give me four cards.
Oh, sorry, sir.
No offense.
- Well, you gave me six.
- Take Ira, for example.
I trust Ira.
- You do ?
- We're playin' poker.
He's losin' his shirt.
Yet, Ira's eyes don't float.
He's got his sense of fair play.
As we all know,
Ira can't bluff his way
out of a paper bag.
I can tell you his bet
before he could.
Well, could you ?
'cause i could use
the help here, Charlie.
Look at avery.
He's havin' a tough time
hatin' me.
You have to have
a real hate-on to do
what you did to me.
Integrity keeps gettin'
in avery's way.
Now he wants us to believe
he's a mind reader.
- That's right.
-I fold.
- Ira, no one opened.
- Sorry.
- I'll open.
- That makes sense.
- Fold.
- That also makes sense.
How about Brett,
control junkie ?
Brett can't leave
anything to chance.
Look at him.
He wouldn't even play,
unless he's looking across
the table at a sure thing.
I don't have to take this sh*t.
I'm outta here.
You're 180 Off on Brett.
He's a wild man.
We're in atlantic city,
i had to lock him in a room.
What happened ? He dropped
a couple of quarters
in the slots ?
- Huh ! about 48,000 Quarters.
We drove down to jersey
on memorial day.
- Labor day.
- Uh--
Whatever. Just shut up,
okay ? I'm tryin' to tell
a story here.
- Ira.
- What ?
You can't tell a story here.
You can't tell a story anywhere.
- No, i do not.
- You're doing it now.
That's because you guys
interrupt every time.
I can't keep my place.
I forget where i was.
If you get the goddamn
story straight,
We wouldn't have
to interrupt you to get
the goddamn story straight.
- Well, is somebody going
to tell a story ?
- I was telling the story !
Just shut the f*** up.
I'll tell it.
You f*** it up every time.
It was labor day, Ira,
like t.k. Said.
It was scorchin' outside,
it was so f***in' hot.
Don't you remember that ?
The room was freezin' though.
You could hang meat in this
room, it was so damn cold.
It was good for business.
It keeps you awake.
We're poundin' sauce.
Free booze.
What they lose on that...
They make up
on johnny walker judgment.
It's gettin' really late.
The sun's about to come up.
We'd all lost our shirts.
Maxed out the plastic.
Except for Brett.
Brett's winnin',
like, huge.
That's when it happened.
Changing of the guard.
No-o-o !
Word had it they brought
this guy in from vegas
after two suicides.
It's the guy they brought
in to cool the table down.
You know what they call him ?
Hello, boys !
the widowmaker.
What a little sh*t
this guy was.
It's like the kid
that reminds the teacher
about the homework assignment.
Oh !
well, that's this kid
grown up.
Anyway, Brett's 22 Grand ahead,
so i figure it's safe
to go to the john, right ?
Wrong. Gone five minutes,
i come back, he's down 12.
I try to talk him into
changing tables, but he
takes out a marker.
You f***in' believe that ?
Oh-h-h !
Right then avery walks up.
He's just got done sweatin' out
the georgetown-mississipi game,
But at ten to one,
he's come out five grand ahead.
He takes one look at this little
wimp, and he dumps his five gs
right on top of Brett's action.
These clowns, they're gonna
take the widowmaker's balls home
and his luggage with one hand.
So what does
Brett the genius do ?
He doubles down !
Widowmaker looked him
right in the eye,
and he drew one card.
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho !
sorry !
I'm sorry.
Gimme the money !
The guy, he's--
he's got rocks
the size of rushmore.
Oh, come on guys ! don't leave.
Weren't we just havin'
a good time ? Come on !
Come on, come on !
whoa, whoa, whoa !
Afterwards, Brett takes
his last 200 Bucks,
He takes us all out for steaks
the size of your foot.
What a guy.
He drops 20 Grand, he ain't got
money left for a bus ticket
home, he takes you for steaks.
It must be nice
to have rich folks.
You don't know his father.
He's got the first nickel
he ever made.
So, how's he gonna pay back
the 20 Large ?
The interest alone is enough
to give you a nosebleed.
What ?
My arm, it's killing me.
Loosen the tape.
It's falling off.
So, you know what ?
How ya feelin' ?
That's it.
Ooh ! yeah.
Yeah ?
Couple minutes.
Try to keep it level.
Ooh, yeah.
What are you doin' ?
What the f*** are you doin' ?
No, no, no !
hey !
- No !
- you f***er ! i was sittin'
on a straight flush there !
Brett, will you relax ? He
doesn't have the blood pressure
to walk around the room !
Look at him !
what are you worried about ?
We had a f***in' plan !
That's what i'm worried about !
i want to stick to the plan !
- Uh, maybe that's not all
you're worried about, huh ?
- What the f*** does that mean ?
Go ahead, t.k.
Ask him.
Ask me what ?
Ask me what ?
Go on, t.k. T.k. !
Shut up !
ask me what ?
Just answer this question,
okay ?
All that money in atlantic city
that you lost-- how were you
gonna pay it back ?
- Yeah, how were you
gonna pay that back, huh ?
- None of your business. Why ?
Well, you see,
it's been brought
to Charlie's attention...
That one of us might be
in on elise's kidnapping.
What ?
Yeah.
Well, that's how i felt.
But, you know,
maybe it's not that crazy.
And, uh, $20,000
Is a lot of money.
So, if you have nothing
to hide, you should have
no problem telling us...
How you were gonna
pay it back, right ?
Ira, you're my friend.
Listen:
shut the f*** up !shut up !
- He sounds guilty to me.
- Ira !
-F***in' f*ggot ! come here !
- hey, hey, hey !
Hey, Brett ! come on !
avery, avery. Ooh.
Don't tell me...
Your buyin' into this f***in'
load of bullshit !
He's makin' up stories
to save his own ass !
Look, you calm down,
all right ?
I don't think that
anybody here is involved in
elise's kidnapping, all right ?
But i think that it
might be time that we
revaluate our plan.
Why ? The plan's working, man.
He f***ing made the call. Why ?
I think we should
just let Charlie go.
- Me too.
- Ira, shut the f*** up.
He's not doin' so well.
We should get him to a hospital.
What the f*** ? I leave
the room, you guys roll over
like five-dollar whores.
You have a drink with the guy,
next thing you know,
he's best man at your wedding.
What the f*** did he do ?
Sprinkle fairy dust up
your skirts ? Come o--
Avery. Avery !
buddy, man--
This is your sister's life
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