The Gambler Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1974
- 111 min
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You hear?
What's the matter? Handsome kid
like you can't find no girls?
You haven't missed a beat.
Okay, buddy, this is it.
You'll find him inside.
Yeah.
How will I know it's him?
Don't worry.
Bernie will know you.
- "Alex" Freed?
- That's close enough.
Sit down.
What do you want? Some clams?
They'll fix you some clams.
Jerry, bring over two dozen
littlenecks. What are you drinking?
- Nothing.
- Good.
You should put some weight on you.
You're too skinny.
Yeah.
- How much does that school pay you?
- Fifteen hundred.
- A week?
- A month.
What else you got?
Who's lending, who's borrowing?
- You got any collateral?
- Collateral?
- Automobile, jewelry?
- What is this, Chase Manhattan?
You don't seem to comprehend
the situation.
You have to pay three percent
a week every week.
I know what I have to do.
- I'll get it.
You will, huh?
How much you want?
Twenty thousand.
- Hysterical.
- Did you tell that to the Monkey?
I didn't really mention a figure.
- You should've.
- Yes, I should've.
I would've if he'd told me
he was sending me to a clerk.
Hey, fella.
Hey, come here, you!
Hey, buddy!
- Hey, it's me.
- So what?
So what your ass.
What are you tryin' to do?
Chase away the whole neighborhood?
- F*** 'em.
- I gotta use your phone.
- Go ahead.
- Do me a favor. Turn that lower.
Hey, listen. I tried
to call your office before.
Hello? This is Hips. What the f***
are you tryin' to pull?
Yeah? Well, I wouldn't count
on that if I was you.
You could get the marines
and the Arab guerrillas...
and 20 n*ggers with chains and
they could all be protectin' you...
and I'd still kick your f***in'
face in if I ain't paid tomorrow.
Yeah?
I'll come throw lye in your eyes.
I'll boil your lungs in oil.
You dirty, lowdown stool pigeon,
motherfuckin' degenerate dog!
Die!
What is that Italian?
What? It don't mean nothin'.
But anything that sounds Italian
scares the sh*t out of them.
That's pretty good.
No, it ain't. You don't got
to flatter me, Axel.
Anybody reads Shakespeare,
he ain't impressed by match tricks.
- To the contrary.
- "To the contrary"!
I love the way you talk. Nobody
uses expressions the way you do.
Would you like something to eat?
Little yogurt or something?
I didn't come to eat.
How much you got for me?
Nothing today.
Tomorrow.
You know what's standing between
your skull and a baseball bat?
My word.
I told my people you're legitimate,
so for now they ain't too crazy.
But that could change tonight.
What is this? You never gave me
this sh*t before, Hips.
You never been in this trouble.
Let me tell you somethin'.
It's bullshit when they say
that a man which owe 50,000...
is in the same doghouse
with a man which owe 15.
I have to finish getting dressed.
I'll get it for you, all right?
I hope you're not gettin' it by
bettin' with some other bookmaker.
I'll get it!
You let me worry about how!
I'll see youse.
Rebecca has a little present
for you.
Silver cuff links!
How lovely!
- My darling boy.
- Happy birthday, Gramp.
I see you're wearing
your favorite tie.
Well, I take my style
from the master.
Let there be silence.
Silence.
My grandson, the distinguished
professor of literature...
and future author
of immortal books...
has requested your attention.
We are living in an age...
that subverts the breeding
of men like A.R. Lowenthal.
Hear, hear.
In Lithuania,
when he was 13...
he stuck a knife in the back
of a Cossack pig...
who had knocked his mother
to the ground.
At 15, he prowled New York
as a bandit...
until he had the cash to feed
a family of five.
At 20, he opened
a furniture store.
Which he built into two,
then fifteen...
then fifty, then a hundred.
Until finally he had the largest
chain America had ever seen.
But no matter where he went...
or what he did...
he always found a place for every
person bound to him by blood.
Your families and
your families' families...
to say nothing of his own children,
my Uncle Hy here...
my dear mother Naomi...
whose rare intelligence
he nurtured...
and to whom he gave
an extra measure of support...
when she was widowed early
by my father's death.
But I'm the one
most deeply in his debt.
Because every time I think
my reach has stretched too far...
I remember the moves
that he has dared.
So...
I drink this toast
on his 80th birthday.
This man that seized what he wanted
with nothing there to back him up...
but wit and balls...
and will.
This killer, this king.
Beautiful!
"I drink to the general joy...
of the whole table."
Shakespeare.
Are you out of trouble
or are you just playing a game?
- I'm dancing with you.
- Don't take that tone with me!
I'm not playing any games.
Do you still need the money?
- Truthfully?
- Truthfully.
I don't know whether
to believe you or not anymore.
Look at my grandson and my daughter
cavorting around like Gypsies.
Hy, go on, dance.
You can dance. Go ahead, dance.
- Any objections if I cut in?
- In a minute, Hy.
That's all right. Go ahead.
I'll take you swimming later.
Thank you.
Hy, be careful with all
that weight you're carrying.
The water's warmer than the air.
Thanks.
That feels good.
- How's that?
- Oh, it's nice.
What's that?
It's what I owe.
How is that possible?
Well, I gambled and I lost.
You gambled and you lost.
Is that all you have to say?
$44,000?
Are you so naive,
you don't know...
what those monsters do
with the money you give them?
They shoot it right in the arms
of ten-year-old schoolchildren.
I see them every day
at the clinic.
My God, Axel!
Have I been such a failure...
that I've raised a son
to have the morals of a snail?
You gonna help me or not?
Axel, what will they do to you?
Axel, I asked you a question.
What will those people do to you?
For ten thousand,
they break your arms.
For 20, your legs.
For 50, you get a whole new face.
- Axel, what will they do?
- I don't know.
Threaten me. Kill me.
Five thousand, fifteen thousand,
twenty-five thousand.
May I have an envelope, please?
You know you're responsible
if you don't count it.
Yes, I know.
Here, here, here.
Can you help me, please?
Let me call you back.
Bye.
You have identification?
- Do you have anything else?
- What for? What's wrong with that?
This is $ 15,000
you want to withdraw.
I know how much it is.
Will you give me your okay, please?
I'm sorry. You need
two pieces of identification.
Listen. I'm a doctor.
I have patients waiting to see me.
Are you going to help me
or do I have to see the manager?
The manager will tell you, you need
two pieces of identification.
Yes? You said you were having
dinner at your parents' house.
- What do you think you're doing?
- Look.
This lady is trying to be polite,
and you're taking advantage of her.
- Give her the money that's hers.
- I must see proof that...
Look.
I came out of her womb...
and I am telling you
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