Snake Eyes Page #2

Now, doesn't it feel nice

to contribute to society for a change?

Come on! Don't do that!

Oh, come on!

You got a bad attitude,

you hear, my friend?

What makes you think

you're better than me?

Friends, Cyrus.

Everybody loves Rick Santoro.

Jimmy George!

Tyler! Tyler! Tyler!

Three grand on Tyler.

This one's a little sticky...

- 2900. I don't want this one.

- Why?

- There's blood all over it.

- Well, aren't you delicate.

Tyler! Whoo! Neptune High, right?

Check it out, right here!

Go, Sea Devils!

You and me, Tyler! Yeah! Go, Tyler!

- Get lost.

- Go, Tyler! Go, Tyler! Go, Tyler! Go!

Go, Tyler! Go, Tyler!

Go, Tyler! Whoa!

Lincoln Tyler! Lincoln Tyler!

Lincoln! Ow!

- My lucky number seven.

- Gee, that's a new one, mister.

You are sunshine on a stormy day.

You should work in the casino.

- Oh, I'm gonna. I mean, I wanna.

- Yeah?

- This is just sort of temporary.

- Let me make a few phone calls.

- Would you?

- Yeah. Do you know how to deal blackjack?

- No.

- All right. Call me. I'm Rick.

- This goes straight

to my special phone line. -

- Bye, mister. Bye!

- Hello?

Oh, yeah. No, hi, babe.

No, I just had something

stuck in my throat.

Well, tell him to go to sleep.

I'll talk to him in the morning.

No, I can't.

That's why. All right, tell him I

love him and I'll... No, Angela, don't...

Hi, Mikey. I know.

No, I didn't forget.

I haven't seen him yet, but as soon

as I do, I'll ask him, all right?

All right. I love you too.

No, no, don't put Mommy...

Hi. I don't know. Late.

Later than that. Later than that.

Yeah, sure, if they're open.

With extra cheese?

I don't care. I don't care!

I'm not gonna eat it!

Pepperoni, sausage,

Canadian bacon...

Listen, why don't you just get

the deluxe and save time, all right?

Look, I got business.

Call me back in five. There he is!

- You got a pass, sir?

- It's all right. He's with me.

- There's the man

whose life I want! - You're late.

You know me. Always upholding justice.

When did you get in?

Last night. I flew in from Norfolk

with Powell and the secretary.

- Hey, is that him?

- Tuck in your shirt and I'll introduce you.

Jesus! I get you a front row seat,

and you show up lookin' like Don Ho.

Well, pardon my savoir faire, Admiral.

Why are you so uptight? It's fight night!

I'm runnin' security tonight.

I got a lot on my mind.

Kirkland's high profile.

He's all over the news...

...and brings the nutcases

out of the woodwork.

He's a real publicity hound.

Look at this.

And now, the distinguished

secretary of defence...

...of the United States of America,

Mr Charles Kirkland.

And seated next to him is a man

that needs no introduction.

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