The Color of Money Page #4

- What?

That guy with the hole...

Stick a pool cue

down his throat.

Go back there with a f***ing cannon

and blow their asses away.

Vincent,

that's gross.

Next time, kid.

[Speaking Spanish]

One of you guys know

where the Triant Motel is?

The what?

Triant Motel.

Yeah, go left on Aurora...

and right on Seneca.

Chalkies still around?

- Chalkies?

- Yeah, it's a pool hall.

I know.

It's still around.

What, it's supposed

to move somewhere?

Some things

never change, huh?

Man, I wouldn't

bet on it.

[Knock Knock]

Eddie, enter.

Hey, good morning.

Come on,

let's get going, guys.

I'm ordering room service.

You want anything?

Food... you hungry?

I hate the weather.

Can't get room service

in a motel.

Come on,

let's check out Chalkies.

Tell your girlfriend

to get going.

Meet you in the lobby.

What about food?

I'm starved.

- Vincent?

- Yeah?

Don't change the shirt.

It's a nice touch.

And leave

the cue stick.

What's the use

of having it?

This was a nice bad

neighbourhood. Now look.

Will they all

be like this?

On your pool hall scale,

what do you rate this?

At least

it's got tables.

Squeeze me in?

Table number seven

for Fast Eddie.

Yeah, see, you don't

recognize Orvis...

from way back when.

Well, son-of-a-b*tch.

What the hell you doin' here?

Now you're starting

to remember.

- How long you want it for?

- Couple hours.

The last time I saw you, you

were sweeping up at Mcgeer's.

Sweeping up at Mcgeer's.

That's right.

Then I started working

here for Chalkie...

till he got scared

of the bad element.

Since then I've been

running Chalkies.

What can I do for you?

Looking for action?

Usually I steer

for 20%...

but for you,

it's 10.

My friend here

wants a game.

How you doin',

Orvis?

Wild place

you got here.

Eddie, are you

stake horsing?

Know who you got

stake horsing for you?

This here's

fast Eddie Felson.

Who the hell are you...

the end of the world?

Ease it up,

will you, Orvis?

Him I'll steer for 15...

since he's staked...

by Fast Eddie

the stake horse.

Playing 9-ball

or straight?

I'll set it up

for you.

The table will

cost you $12.

# It's in the way

that you use it... ##

Maybe you should

go back to the motel.

Why?

There are

rape artists here.

Maybe you

should go back...

pretty boy

like you.

Ooh, you're such

a cute boy.

Carmen.

- Vincent.

- Not here.

Hey, let me give you

the scoop.

See the guy with the

tie pin in his nose?

That's Moselle.

Him you

stay away from.

- No sh*t.

- Grow up.

He's the main stick

around here.

You beat him...

it scares away

that gentleman.

- Who's he?

- Earl.

He comes in with $6,000

in his pocket.

Jesus.

Yeah.

Runs the numbers.

Orvis says he

don't mind losing.

He just don't like

giving it away.

You beat Moselle...

old Earl there

loses interest.

What happens now?

Nothing

for a little while.

We'll play

over here.

He'll be watching you,

and he'll come to you.

Who am I

going to play?

Me.

You? Okay.

I want her

to go back.

Oh, Christ.

This place is

a damn bird land.

I've dated

worse guys.

Watch

your hands.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, that's enough.

That's enough. Okay.

That's enough.

Have Orvis call a cab

back to the hotel.

I don't want...

goddamn it.

Jesus Christ.

No thunderbolt breaks,

no runned over 4-balls.

Just take it easy.

She never went out

with any guys like these.

Vincent, will you

pay attention?

That guy Earl

is paying attention.

Are you listening

to me?

Yeah, yeah.

Want me to break,

or do you want to?

No. I'll break.

What did they do,

saw the legs off?

It's a table for dwarves

or something.

Oh, come on,

Fast Eddie.

Let's see some

heavy legend action here.

There's got to be

[Whistle]

Not bad.

This ain't pool.

This is for bangers.

Straight pool

is pool.

This is like

handball...

or cribbage

or something.

Straight pool you got

to be a real surgeon...

to get it...

You know,

it's all finesse.

Now everything is 9-ball

because it's fast...

good for TV...

good for a lot

of break shots.

Oh, well.

What the hell.

Checkers sells more

than chess.

Pretty damn good.

Not bad for a blind man.

Rack 'em up.

Yes, sir. Rack 'em up

for Mr Fast Eddie.

I haven't played

serious pool...

since before

you were born...

and right away,

I'm laying them to waste.

Watch this.

Ooh!

- Damn!

- All yours.

That was phenomenal.

I'd like to play

that big dude Moselle.

I bet he ain't

that good.

Yeah?

I don't know, Eddie.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe this game

is just for bangers.

Cool it.

But the thing is...

even if it is just for bangers,

everybody's doing it.

If everybody's

doing it...

There's a lot

of guys doing it.

A lot of guys

doing it...

but only one guy

can be the best.

Eddie, hey!

Hey!

Eddie.

Eddie! Eddie, what...

Where you goin'?

All right, hey.

Those were

easy shots, man.

Come on.

I'm a smart ass.

I was showing off.

I'm sorry.

All right?

This is turning

into a waste...

of my time and money.

Where are you going?

You're going to

leave me here?

What...

I don't believe

this guy!

Child care.

Eddie.

- Vincent back?

- Yeah, but he's out.

- What do you mean, out?

- Not in the room.

- Mind getting dressed?

- Why? Are we going somewhere?

What if I was

somebody else?

- Like who?

- That's not the point.

I'm not naked

or anything.

Work with me,

not against me.

Don't talk to Vincent

like you did at Chalkies.

Gets him upset.

Use that thing right.

Use what thing?

Come on.

What are you doing?

Me and you.

Quick one

before Vincent gets back.

All right? Hey.

I'm not your daddy

or your boyfriend...

so don't play games

with me.

I'm your partner.

You don't flirt

with me.

Don't flatter

yourself.

Don't waste my time

with bullshit, Carmen.

We got

a racehorse here...

a thoroughbred.

You make him feel good,

I teach him how to run.

We're businesspeople.

Got you.

Where's the Balabushka?

Vincent took it.

You said he was out.

He was in and out.

He took

the cue stick?

Yes.

You let him?

Well, so what?

Sh*t.

Oh, man, I'm sorry.

Jesus. Goddamn.

Child care!

Sh*t.

Good game.

Good game.

What you got in there?

In here?

Doom.

Come on, boy,

let's play.

Yeah, let's play.

We'll have a lot of fun.

# Ow-ooo

werewolves of London #

# Ow-ooo #

Hey!

# He's the hairy-handed gent

who ran amuck in Kent #

# Lately he's been overheard

in Mayfair #

# You better

stay away from him #

# He'll rip

your lungs out, Jim #

# Ha! I'd like to meet

his tailor #

# Ow-ooo

werewolves of London #

# Ow-ooo #

[Applause]

# Ow-ooo #

# Werewolves of London #

# Ow-ooo #

# Well, I saw Lon Chaney

walkin' with the Queen #

# Doin' the werewolves

of London #

# I saw Lon Chaney, Jr.

Walkin' with the Queen #

Hoo!

# Doin' the werewolves

of London #

# I saw a werewolf

drinking a pina colada #

# At Trader Vic's #

[Clapping]

# His hair was perfect #

# Ow-ooo #

# Werewolves of London #

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