Hard Times Page #2

The Pentecostals present

a number of points of interest.

How much dope are you doing?

This month my financial condition has

prevented journeys of the imagination.

We're back in business.

I really got somebody for us.

Chaney, meet my old friend Poe.

Fix up your cuts, bruises,

all sorts of good things.

- I have two years in medical school.

- Two years doesn't make a doctor.

In my third year, a small black cloud

came on campus, and I left under it.

- He's trying to say he's a hophead.

- I have a weakness for opium.

It's a hard habit to quit.

Some are born to fail,

others have it thrust upon them.

Could I see your hands?

No protruding knuckles.

No calcium deposits.

Make a fist.

More area to absorb the concussion

of a blow without breaking.

A simple matter of engineering stress.

Reasonably thick skin.

I'd say there's a good chance you're not

what Speed refers to as a "bleeder".

I told you he's good.

- How much?

- Ten per cent of what we win, expenses.

Standard.

Is Mr Le Beau here?

I need a short-termer

for a thousand?

- That's a heavy taste. How short?

- A day or two.

- I've done business with you before.

- Yes, about a year ago.

- You got your money back.

- Yeah... you paid back my 300.

But you had to borrow from Abboar

to do it, you didn't cover so well.

- Three weeks over, big deal.

- Closer to three months.

He got paid. What's the difference?

There's a big difference

between me and Abboar.

I'll take your word for that.

Okay, Speed.

- That's $950.

- I said $1,000.

That's 50 for the loan, and 50

for every day until it comes back.

You really put the Jesse James to me.

You wait here.

How long will you be?

I won't sit here all day.

- Don't complain.

- Don't get caught up in any kind of game.

It's business.

- Hello, Speed.

- Good seeing you, Chick.

- How's my personal pigeon?

- Just stopped by to pay off my money.

That's all right. We all make mistakes.

- Guess you heard about my new hitter?

- Yes, word gets around.

He's good.

Might even work him up with the ape man.

There's no mystery about it.

It's my standard deal, but...

You do have to have $1,000 upfront.

Are you making an offer?

My man is just starting out.

He's good, but I have to have long odds.

Assuming you did have the money,

what kind of odds are you talking about?

- Five to one.

- Three to one.

Deal.

- Did somebody die and leave it to you?

- Three to one. Money's on the table.

I don't like being hustled.

You're not getting in that cheap.

The pot bet just went up to $3,000...

You come back when you get that rich.

- So, we don't have a deal?

- Not for $1,000.

I'll see you soon, Dempsey.

I'm feeling quite fine, Mr Pettibon.

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