Get Carter Page #2
Jack hangs up his coat and looks to the back. Davis sits
alone in a two-person booth, engrossed in the Journal.
DAVIS’S POV
He looks up from his paper, sensing something. In his
booth, right in front of him, is Jack.
BACK TO SCENE:
DAVIS:
What the f***?
(CONTINUED)
6.
CONTINUED:
JACK:
It’s time to give up on pro ball,
Davis. Doesn’t assimilate with
Daddy’s portfolio.
Davis meets Jack’s gaze for three seconds and knows.
DAVIS:
Dexter, you f***ing peasant.
The older WAITER appears and breaks Jack’s glare.
JACK:
Do you have egg beaters?
WAITER:
What are you, kiddin’ me?
JACK:
A glass of water then. Thank you.
The Waiter looks at Davis and suddenly he’s not hungry.
The Waiter shakes his head and tends to his other
patrons. Davis pulls out a cigarette.
JACK:
Don’t spark up in here. People
breakfast.
DAVIS:
What do you want?
JACK:
What do I want? Shut your mouth
and listen. That’s what I want.
(as Davis is silent)
All you Wall Street schmucks. You
analyze numbers ’til you’re blue
in the face, but when it comes
down to betting, a.k.a. thinking
with your money, your common sense
is as scarce as your ethics.
DAVIS:
And what you do is ethical?
JACK:
If you’d ever hit one you’d think
I was ethical.
The Waiter drops off a water. Jack smiles in thanks.
(CONTINUED)
7.
CONTINUED:
JACK:
There are two reasons why you
should never bet on team sports.
The players aren’t interested in
the spread and they’re not using
their money. It’s that simple.
DAVIS:
Yes, I grasp the concept.
JACK:
So why are you putting ten grand
on Miami when they’re playing in
Green Bay and it’s twenty below
zero?
(as Davis says
nothing)
I’m sorry that it got this
pathetic, but you owe ninety-six
thousand -
DAVIS:
I owe eighty-seven!
JACK:
You owe eighty-seven plus a ten
percent book fee. I’m letting
that 49ers incident slide. But
it’s time to act intelligent.
You’ve dealt with Dex, he’s
allowed you to be fiscally
irresponsible, it’s over.
Davis laughs and gives a condescending shake of the head.
Jack punches him hard in the face for this. Blood rushes
painfully from Davis’s nose. It’s so crazy in the diner,
however, nobody notices a thing.
JACK:
It’s okay. Ssshh. You’ll be
fine.
DAVIS:
(softly whimpering)
You broke my f***ing nose!
JACK:
It’s okay. Ssshh. You’ll still
be able to trade.
Jack practically holds him up in the booth and hands him
napkins. Davis looks ready to faint as Jack whispers.
(CONTINUED)
8.
CONTINUED:
JACK:
Rich fathers set spoiled children
up with trusts. They do this for
tax purposes. Where do we go to
get it?
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