Rounders Page #3
- Check to the raiser.
- Czechoslovakia.
- What's the limit?
- $20. Big bet's $20.
Okay. Good.
There's $20.
You've seen half a hand. How the
f*** are you betting into us?
You sure this is wise, Abe?
It's your money the kid's bettin' with.
It's plenty wise.
We know what we're holding,
and we know what you're holding.
[Chuckles]
The f*** you know what we all got.
Summer clerkship in your office says
I know what you're holding.
I don't bet
with jobs like that.
Let's just say I'll put you at the top
of the list if you're right.
Okay. [Clears Throat] Well, you
were looking for that third three,
but you forgot that Professor Green
folded it on Fourth Street,
and now you're representing
that you have it.
The D.A. made his two pair,
but he knows they're no good.
Judge Kaplan was trying to squeeze out
a diamond flush, but he came up short,
and Mr. Eisen is futilely hoping
that his queens are gonna stand up.
So, like I said,
the Dean's bet is $20.
- Well, kiss my ass.
- Kiss my ass.
[Group Laughs]
- What'd you have, Abe?
- Nothin' but a busted straight.
- Oh, come on.
- It's good enough to win. Take it down.
All right, kid, your first assignment.
Pull up a seat next to me.
Oh, I'd like to. I can't, I can't.
I don't play cards.
- Get outta here!
- See you tomorrow.
- Whose deal?
- My deal.
- I like the kid, Abe.
- Good kid.
Smart kid.
[Mike Narrating]
I tell ya, it's hard leaving that game.
An open invitation
to lay with those lambs.
But I'm retired.
The truth is, I can always
find games, though.
Easy games, tough games, straight games,
crooked games, home games.
I can turn this truck onto the Jersey
Turnpike and be at the Taj in two hours.
But I've made promises.
I'm just a law student now.
Hello?
- Hey.
- Hey.
- How'd it go?
- Oh, great.
[Sighs]
I am sick of that f***ing route.
Don't worry.
A few more semesters...
Mmm.
Oh, I gotta go.
- I'm really late.
- Oh, just stay here.
I'll be really quick.
- You won't feel a thing. [Chuckles]
- [Chuckles]
We both know
that's not true.
Besides, you should
get some sleep.
These f***in' long nights
are killing me.
They never used to.
Yeah, well, that's different.
I mean, that was like...
buy in at 8:
00, next thingyou know it's morning.
But hey, you know, I think
I'm hooked up for this summer.
Hooked up how?
Well, after I left you last night at the
library, I impressed Judge Marinacci.
for a clerkship.
Tell me more.
Well, those guys were
all playing cards, and...
Just hear me out now,
hear me out.
They were playing cards
and I read his hand blind.
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