The Noose Hangs High Page #5
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That's right, Lucky George. Am I on? Okay.
- Don't you want to use a chair?
- Sit down there.
Well, here we go.
$2,000. There you are, put her down.
- What are you doing?
- Putting it down.
Not on the floor, put it down on the horse.
- Put it down on the horse?
- Certainly.
- What?
- I don't think there's a horse in the place.
- Oh stop. Waiter?
- Yes, sir.
- Can you take a bet?
- Yes, sir.
- Place your bet with the waiter.
- Give him the bet?
We want to bet a lot of money
Here's $500, put it on the nose.
Another $500, put it on the tail.
- Another $1,000. Put it under the saddle.
- What's that for?
- In case the horse comes in sideways.
- Wait a minute.
Take that $2,000
and put it right on the nose of Lolly C.
- Right on the nose.
- Yes, sir.
How do you like that?
Betting Nick's dough on a horse.
Yeah, and not even betting with Nick.
- Here's your receipt, sir.
- Thanks.
- And here's today's racing information.
- Fine.
- There you are, honey.
- Thank you.
Now let's see what we're gonna do.
- What's Lolly C on the line?
- Lolly C, let's see.
Lolly C, 30-to-1 on the line.
Wait a minute,
you better go up and get the rundown.
Thirty-to-one. That will get us even.
- Go up and get the what?
- The rundown.
- Couldn't I walk?
- Yes, certainly. Go ahead.
Lolly C.
- Where can I get a rubdown?
- You don't need a rubdown.
- I got something that'll make you well.
- What?
Tony's tips.
Eight winners in eight races yesterday.
How come?
They're pretty cheap,
50 cents for today's tips...
and $1 for yesterday's.
How come yesterday's cost more
than today's?
Well, they all won, didn't they?
I never gave that a thought.
Give me yesterday's.
Thanks a lot.
I got nothing but winners here.
I think I'll play the third horse...
Yesterday's.
Yesterday's.
- Wanna buy a dope sheet?
- No, thanks, we don't.
Excuse me, wanna buy a dope sheet?
Eight straight winners.
- Nope.
- All good ones.
- $1.
- No.
50 cents? 25 cents? Nickel?
- Play you a game of pool for it.
- You will? Okay.
Here's the sheet.
- How about a little side bet?
- Okay.
Say $1,000.
Who would like to buy a dope sheet?
Eight winners for $1.
I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
Gracious me, isn't a $1,000 bet big enough?
- It isn't that, but I haven't got the money.
- That's all right.
You can give me your IOU.
You would take my IOU?
Now, don't get insulted.
I realize you're not the type of man...
who would give his IOU
to a perfect stranger.
So permit me to introduce myself.
Julius Caesar.
- Who would like to buy a dope sheet for $1?
- Now listen, just a minute, please.
Now I realize why you would take my IOU.
Allow me to introduce myself to you.
I am Brutus.
Fellows, Romans, and countrymen...
who would like to buy a dope sheet?
Eight winners for $1.
Come here. But I really am Julius Caesar.
- The second.
- There's two of you running around loose?
- Shall we play?
- Let's.
- Let's see who'll shoot first.
- All right.
See? I never lose.
- But you can shoot first.
- Oh, thank you.
I'm afraid you used too much English.
Attaboy. Permit me.
There you are.
- This is a rougher game than football.
- Yeah, if you wish.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome. You gotta call your shot.
- Thirteen in the corner pocket.
- I'm gonna watch.
Some shot!
Look, come here.
Honestly, these tips are no good.
I can give you a sure winner
on the next race.
- I got the winner on the next race, Lolly C.
- I tell you I never lose.
The guy's tip that we'll play never loses.
Lolly C.
You should bet on Lucky George.
I changed my bet
from Lolly C to Lucky George...
- because Lolly C is off her feed.
- She's off her feed?
- What does she eat?
- Her fodder.
Mr. Caesar?
- She eats her fodder?
- Yes.
- Well, what does her mother eat?
- She eats her fodder.
Just a minute. Look, Mr. Caesar.
Suppose a little old horse is born,
where's his papa?
In the pasture.
- Now does the little horse eat the papa?
- Oh, of course not.
His papa is in the pasture,
and his fodder is in the barn.
No more of the game now. Just a minute.
- Don't make silly of me or something.
- No. What's the matter?
- Mr. Caesar.
- Yes?
The little horse's papa, isn't that his father?
Well, how can that be?
The papa never saw the little horse's fodder.
- Never come home nights?
- This is no laughing matter.
There's another reason
why Lucky George will win.
Lucky George is a mudder.
How can a he be a mother?
Ain't a she always a mother?
Sometimes a he
is a better mudder than a she.
- How can you tell?
- By their feet.
Going someplace?
I'd like to speak to Mr. J.C. McBride.
Good afternoon, everyone,
this is Oscar Otis...
- Still not home.
- I guess it all depends on Lolly C.
Ted, Carol, I want you to meet
Mr. Julius Caesar.
He says that Lolly C can't win.
She just got through eating her old man.
because he just had a baby. And then...
I merely suggested that he change his bet
to Lucky George because...
We don't want any of your phony tips.
I've met guys like you before.
- He's a racetrack trout?
- Yeah, quiet.
Listen, I've got a surefire thing
from a surefire bettor, so beat it.
Well, I'm awfully sorry,
but I assure you I'm a respectable citizen.
- Here's my card.
- Yeah, all right, go ahead.
They're off and running.
Menu is going to the front,
Flying Rhythm is second. Lolly C is third.
Cable Car fourth, and Lucky George.
It's Menu in front...
- Lucky George!
- Come on, Lolly C!
- Come on, Lucky George!
- Come on, Lucky Lolly.
And Lolly C racing strongly on the outside.
At the half, it's Menu still in front.
- Lucky George!
- Lolly C.
- Lucky George!
- Lolly George!
- Lucky George!
- Lolly C!
- Lucky George!
Lolly C is second on the inside by a half.
Cable Car on the outside by a head,
and Lucky George.
Into the stretch,
it's Lolly C in front by a length...
Menu is second by a head,
and Lucky George.
It's Lolly C and Lucky George.
It's Lucky George and Lolly C...
as they come down to the line of finish...
with Lolly C second, and Menu is third.
I'm awfully sorry,
but I wanted you to play Lucky George.
I know.
- I guess we owe you an apology.
- Well, that's all right.
- Can I give you a tip on the eighth race?
- We haven't got any money.
- I'll lend you some.
- No, thank you.
We owe a lot of money now.
If the man we owed the money to
and the man he owed the money to...
were as nice as you,
well, I guess everything would be all right.
I'm going to try the phone again.
A man can't stay away
from home all the time.
I do.
Tommy, there's very little time left...
and no possible chance of us
raising that money.
We've got to get Carol
out of this mess somehow.
Wait a minute.
Mr. Caesar, do me a favor, please.
Take care of Carol.
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