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You keep dreaming up the

ideas, buddy, I'll sell them.

I will.

That's for sure.

You know what I mean?

Yeah.

Now, we are going to

need seed money

for the new watch.

No, we're not going

to the casino, okay?

Read my lips.

We're not going to the casino.

We're not

going to the casino.

That's right.

All right.

We're going

to the dog track.

That is the

same difference.

It's a big difference.

It's a dog track,

it's not a casino.

And if Gina asks you, "Did

you go to the casino?"

And she will!

Fine.

Say no with authority,

because it's true.

It's not the casino.

Say, "No, goddamn it, Gina!

I did not go to

the f***ing casino!

I told you I

wouldn't, didn't I?"

Yeah.

Right?

You gotta' turn it around

On them just like that.

It's Bayou by a bundle!

Sam loves to

gamble on anything.

"Will the temperature

hit a hundred tomorrow?"

"I bet you I can

eat six jalapenos."

It cost him a lot of

money, and two marriages.

But he shrugs it off.

Three or four?

Your dumb dog on that one.

I like it, let's do it.

Whoa.

While we have this

moment, look, look, look!

What?

See that

dog taking a sh*t?

Look at him. Look at him.

Yeah?

Number 2!

Number 2! Number 2!

Our luck is about to change.

2... 2... 2.

Can Do!

Can Do!

This is the one, bro!

No, no, man.

Look, he's coming

down from a beating.

Okay, listen to me.

Ahh, a jockey told Carl, the

bartender, that if you see a

horse sh*t before a race,

you bet all you got on him.

He said that.

The dog is shitting,

and that's why

you're betting on him?

Yeah. Think about

it. Look at me!

He's 22 to 1.

Come on, it

makes sense, right?

He's lighter, he's

happy, he's relaxed.

It's horrible!

Think about it.

Let's do this, all right?

Come on, he's a jockey.

Why would he lie?

Now, calm down,

let's take it slow.

We just got here, Okay?

Okay, so

how much you got?

I got two $20.

Can I have a 10 dollar

two-four on...,

and a 10 dollar 2-8 on...?

F***! Great!

$400 on 2, Can-Do, to win.

Thank you.

I said tickets.

Put away your money.

Here comes the bunny!

And two, let's go, baby!

And they're off!

...jump in the lead, followed by

Late-For-Dinner and Can-Do!

They're going

into the first turn!

Down in the back stretch.

Flea's-Ferrari chases down

the number 2 Can-Do.

Can Do gets passed.

As they head for the wire,

It's Flea's-Ferrari pulling

away now by a length!

Flea's-Ferrari takes it!

$400 on the dog sh*t theory.

You should be proud.

F***ing Can-Do bullshit.

I can't blame Sam.

He was just trying to raise

money for our business.

Sam did construction for a

while before we teamed up.

Me, I've never had a job.

I've always worked for myself.

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