Atlantic City Page #3

so piss off!

Listen, I hear you're very big

in circles around here.

Where'd you hear that?

Vegas. Las Vegas.

You heard about me in Vegas?

Oh, yeah! The man to know!

Let me understand something, kid.

You're talking about

Las Vegas, Nevada?

Right, yeah.

That I was the man to know?

Lou, right?

Class dismissed.

Come on, Peppy.

Come on, you little mutt.

This ain't my dog.

Belongs to the lady downstairs.

I'm more of a German shepherd type

of guy. Isn't that right, Peppy?

Doin' the old lady a favor.

There's the building.

A shame you never saw it

in the old days, a real work of art.

They're gonna tear it down now

and build a casino.

Lou, could I borrow your apartment?

My apartment?

Yeah, just for an hour. There's

a hundred bucks in it for you.

- A hundred bucks?

- Yeah.

Let me tell you something, kiddo.

My room ain't exactly

the royal suite of Mr. Casanova.

No, no, it's not for a girl.

It's technical, business.

Who was it told you about me

in Vegas?

Well, you know, it was in a crowd

of people, your name popped up.

Tall fella?

Yeah, yeah, that's the one.

Harry Gropke.

Harry went to Vegas, I think.

It must have been Harry.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, Harry.

You know something?

I've known Harry for 30 years.

- I haven't seen him in 25.

- Yeah?

I adore attractive,

well-groomed educated women:

You mean, making the church scene?

Forget it, Reverend:

I'm not resting!

Here we are.

No strangers in here!

Dave's staying upstairs. He's from

Las Vegas. Friend of Harry Gropke's.

- I've got business to discuss.

- Not now, Grace. Later.

Where's Cookie's silver cigarette

case? It was here by my bed.

- I see you got a scale.

- Weight Watchers. Measures food.

Get it for me.

Lou, you get back here. You've got

to push the blood back in my feet.

I'll be right back.

Lou, come back!

Come in, come in.

Would you close the blinds?

I need a tablespoon.

That's great. Thanks.

Italian baby laxative.

That's what it is.

You like magic?

Pass your hand over the scale.

What?

Come on! Go on! Do it.

That's $2,000.

Two thousand dollars?

Okay, say abracadabra.

- Come on.

- Come on, say it!

Abracadabra.

That's $4,000.

Could you stash this

for me somewhere?

- Jeez, I don't know.

- It's only for a couple hours.

Look, you know the streets here.

Could you walk me?

I can't leave Grace.

Are you afraid?

I've got a medical problem with her.

- Are you a doctor?

- Doctor?

There's something wrong with

the feet. The blood don't flow good.

Why don't you tell me?

Come on.

- Wait a minute.

- Chrissie, I got a job for ya!

Got your fingers warmed up?

This is not Grand Central Station.

What's wrong with you today?

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