One Girl's Confession Page #6

And his fingernails are clean.

From all that salt water, I guess.

Maybe it isn't a bad idea.

$700 to $800 a month.

If I could only get that money.

No, I must wait. I'll wait.

-Well, I don't know what to do.

-It's getting late.

Yeah, sure it's getting late. I'm losing

my shirt, so you are getting tired, huh?

It's only money.

Sure, it's only money.

As long as it's my money, you don't mind.

Double or nothing.

What's the difference to you?

You have no risk. Come on.

-It's no use. Whatever you do, it's no use.

-It's going bad, huh?

He's losing like mad. How can he stand it?

Well, he's not used to losing. Always lucky.

He thinks it can't be otherwise.

Look at that, look at that!

The devil must have shuffled the cards!

Complete hand, 30, 60, 80.

You said double or nothing.

Where is the money?

I hope I'm good for a few grand.

Come on, another game.

Double or nothing. Come.

Now, look here, Damitrof,

when you have your lucky hand,

you always ask for the money.

Yes, but this is my joint.

I mean, I can't run away with that.

It's not enough security, or what?

It's like cash! So, come on.

-Double or nothing. Deal!

-I have to get up early tomorrow.

Be a sport. Come on. You deal.

Double or nothing.

Well? All right.

Mary, why don't you go home? You deal.

And tell Bill not to forget the...

I won't cut this time. Maybe it'll be...

Tell Bill to... What did I want to say?

I don't know.

It was frightful. He looked like a madman.

His eyes were bloodshot

and his face was red.

I felt sorry for the poor guy.

Well, gambling is a gamble.

He should know what he's doing.

But everybody says how lucky he is in cards.

Well, the only sure thing about luck

is it can change.

Hey, that's not bad, what I just said.

-You're a great brain.

-Yeah.

I wanted to ask you something.

That business of yours,

I mean, the fish business, is it very risky?

Can you lose your investment?

I don't know how, unless I bring home

foul fish every day,

or people stop eating fish.

I guess so. If the bank's willing

to give you a loan, it must be.

What is this? Are you trying to kid me, or...

I don't get you.

It was just a thought.

You see, I have a girlfriend in my hometown,

a widow with a lot of money.

And, well, she asked me to look around

and see if I could find a good, solid deal.

So I thought I'd write to her

and tell her about you and...

Well, thanks, Mary, but I'm afraid

it'd take too much time before...

What I mean is, you see,

I think the bank loan will come through

in two or three weeks.

Two or three weeks? Maybe she could

have it even sooner. Who knows?

You know, you got eyes like a cat.

They shine in the darkness.

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