Most Likely to Die Page #6

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Olly, Olly, oxen free!

Okay, yeah.

Yeah, that should do it.

It's TV.

What do you expect?

( Both chuckling )

Hey, congratulations

on the show, by the way.

You know, I never really

got to tell you that.

Well, thank you.

Right back at you.

It's a living, I guess.

Please, you came in 18th at

the World Series of Poker

out of, like, 6,000.

Yeah, but 18th is still losing.

It's still pretty amazing.

Still no poker bracelet.

Want to join the chorus

and tell me why?

I wouldn't dream of it.

By the way, what was that

me-teaching-you-poker up at the house?

I didn't teach you anything.

Yeah, I don't know,

sure you did.

Just, like, the important

bits, I guess...

never expect to win, never

think you're too clever,

never trust anybody.

They help.

Sounds like

a lonely way to live.

- ( laughs )

- What?

I mean, careful, Campbell.

If I didn't know any better, I

thought you were flirting with me.

Maybe you don't know better.

Okay, I mean, you come up

here with a supermodel

and you expect me to believe

that you're on the prowl?

Bella is a fling, okay? I was

trying to help her get into acting.

And I only brought her because

I couldn't shake her.

She knew you'd be up here and...

What?

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

What's...?

You want something from me,

but not for you, for her?

Okay.

I'm gonna say no, by the way.

But you might as well ask.

Okay, it's nothing.

She's doing a poker benefit

and she would like some tips

from a pro, and I said yes.

Oh, wow.

Wow, brazen, I'll give you that.

Okay, well, I mean,

are the words "over my dead

body" good enough for you?

- Yeah, crystal.

- Yeah, cool, great.

I didn't come up here for Bella.

Yeah, I know. You came up here

for your honorary diploma.

Maybe once you get that,

you can grow the f*** up.

I'm glad you think

so highly of me.

God, okay, I know you, okay?

I can read you every time.

You get greedy.

You just...

you just had the best hand

in there, okay?

A good pot, unbeatable,

and you still wanted more.

You will...

You will always want more.

God, I learned that

a long time ago.

I may not beat you, Campbell, but

I've only lost big to you once,

and I never will again.

( Sighs )

Oh, where are they?

Oh, my gosh.

Ashley! Ray!

( Engine whirring )

Ashley.

Ray.

Hello?

Ashley?

Holy sh*t.

- ( Yells ) - Jesus,

Freddie, what are you doing?

I wanted to get

you and Brad making out.

- Is he in there?

- No, no, no, no, Freddie.

Ahh! Ahh!

What the f***?

Oh, f***.

Freddie, sh*t.

Sh*t.

Oh, my God.

( Simone screaming

with pleasure )

( laughing )

- Guys.

- Simone:
Sh*t!

- Sorry, guys.

- What the f***, DJ? Knock next time, man.

Sorry, guys. It's just

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