Backgammon Page #3

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Anything else he tries to paint

just comes out worth less.

Deal the cards.

[Miranda]

Treat him nicely.

I will treat him

however the hell I want.

He comes here, eats our food,

drinks our wine,

enjoys our company.

He ask impertinent questions

about my art.

He's like

your so-called brother,

Miranda.

A parasite.

But then again,

aren't you like him?

For aren't all the lovers

of great men

but parasites?

[Gerald laughs]

She's nice, isn't she?

[Bottle shatters]

[Laughs]

[Laughing]

Should I leave?

This damn pen doesn't work.

Ah.

Use matches.

Thank you.

All right.

Each one of these

will be worth $5.

All right?

Fine, but I can only play

a couple hands,

and then I have to go to bed.

I thought Elizabeth

was coming down.

[Stutters]

Let's do this.

Hmm?

Check.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Call.

Three of a kind.

How many did you say?

[Gerald]

Two you and two for me.

One... two.

[Chuckles]

Call.

[Gerald]

All right then. Call.

Sorry about that.

No, you're not.

Yes he is, but he shouldn't be.

Double or quits, underhand.

- Sorry.

- [Scoffs] Bastard!

Again!

Deal and drink.

Ooh.

- He's a gambling man.

- [Chuckles]

[Gerald whispers]

One, two, three, four, five.

What are you gonna do?

One, two, three...

- I win! -I mean, why

don't we just quit now?

We're not gonna quit,

I need a drink.

You've drunk too much.

What do you know?

Beloved Brandy.

[Laughs]

Now, let's see

if Brandy changes my luck.

We'll see, won't we, dear?

Won't we see?

Yes.

- Won't we, dear?

- Yes.

Won't we see?

[Laughs]

- Give that back, you bastard.

- Not until you stop swearing.

- A**hole.

- [Laughs]

Well, now, you're definitely not

- gonna get it back.

- Give it back to me!

Will you'? No, you won't!

- Give it!

- Okay!

"Peter Walsh got up

and crossed the win-"

- give it here!

- Go fetch it!

Go fetch it!

[Laughs]

You started that game of cards,

you f***ing finish it!

Okay, okay, Miranda.

[Laughs]

[Whispers]

A**hole.

[Gerald]

Let's go again.

Now, deal the cards.

They're dealt.

Well...

Well, Brandy's done the trick,

hasn't it?

[Laughs]

Hasn't it, Miranda?

Huh?

This time it'll be

all that money.

[Laughs]

Against all of my canvases.

They're not all yours

to give away, are they?

All the paintings in the house

are of Miranda.

But she doesn't own them.

Do you?

Well...

That's everything then.

[Door slams]

He can have it all back,

I don't want it.

We've obviously all had

too much to drink and-

oh, bullshit.

No, we haven't had

nearly enough.

And no, you won

everything fairly.

It's all rightfully yours.

[Door shuts]

[Faint shouting]

[Gerald]

F***ing Ivy league bullshit!

Elizabeth?

Beth.

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