The Cincinnati Kid Page #3

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But I wouldn't know what to do

in a Turkish bath.

But that's what's so marvelous.

You don't do anything.

They do it to you.

- Come on.

- They do it to you?

Well, you and the Shooter are married.

Now, that's something.

It's nothing.

Believe you me, honey, it's nothing.

You know you got somebody that wants

to spend the rest of his life with you too.

How'd you like to spend

the rest of your life with Shooter?

Least you know how much

you mean to somebody.

Last card.

Possible flush.

Pair of eights.

Nothing there. Pair of queens.

Possible flush.

Queens check to the possibles.

Two thousand.

Two and up two.

Fold.

Fold.

I fold.

This Cincinnati Kid,

he wants a game, huh?

- He does.

- Is he any good?

Come on. You know he is.

That's the biggest pot yet.

Call the two thou.

Queen high.

- Jack high. Can you beat that?

- He just did.

Hello. Just a moment.

- Charlie, it's your office.

- Dallas or Tulsa?

Probably both.

How the hell did you know I didn't

have the king or the ace?

I recollect a young man putting

the same question to Eddie the Dude.

"Son," Eddie told him,

"all you paid was the looking price.

Lessons are extra."

- Here, Lancey.

- Thank you.

You gonna play the Kid?

- There's always a Kid, isn't there?

- Yes, there is.

But I think you'll enjoy his game.

I may admire it...

...but if what I heard is true,

I doubt I'll enjoy it.

Come on, the tougher the competition,

the better you used to like it.

Well, what are we waiting for, Shooter?

Come on. Let's go. Deal them up.

Well, I do declare, Christian.

It's that three-river gambling man,

the Cincinnati Kid...

...getting himself all shined up.

How they running, Kid?

Fine. How they running for you?

You'll never guess

where we've just been.

Stag movies?

We went to Turkish baths, and we had

rubdowns and everything.

- Yeah. You should have been there.

- Yeah.

Listen, I heard the big news.

Big news?

Yeah. Everybody says the Kid's

gonna sit down with Lancey Howard.

Some say he's gonna be the man.

Or didn't you know, Christian?

See you around.

- Double or nothing.

- Call it.

Heads.

You're just not ready for me yet.

Come on. Let's get something to eat.

I didn't know you were

thinking about going home.

When are you going?

There's a bus that leaves tonight.

Unless you wanted me to stay.

Until morning, that is.

Well, are you coming back?

Well, you never even asked me

why I was going.

Well, why are you going?

You don't want me...

...around your neck. Not now, anyways.

Well, I never said that.

You never said anything.

About us.

Listen, Christian...

...after the game...

...I'll be the man.

I'll be the best there is.

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