
The Hustler
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- Year:
- 1961
- 134 min
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EXT. SMALL TOWN MAIN STREET - AFTERNOON
An old Packard coup� pulls up to a roadside gas pump. Two men get out
and stretch their legs. The older man, Charlie Burns, a balding,
desiccated man in his mid-forties, shambles toward the bar across the
street. Eddie Felson remains behind to speak to the attendant.
ATTENDANT:
Yes sir?
EDDIE:
I think I got a little grease in this lining
here.
ATTENDANT:
Oh yeah. Well, it will take me about thirty
minutes to check it. You want me to fill her up
too?
EDDIE:
Yeah. You better check the oil too.
ATTENDANT:
Yes sir.
Eddie leaves the car parked at the gas station and heads for the bar.
DISSOLVE TO:
2 INT. ARMSTEAD'S BAR - AFTERNOON
Armstead's is a typical small town pool hall. It has a bar, a short
order counter, a skee-ball machine, and pool tables for small, friendly
games. The few people in Armstead's this day are not playing; they sit
and read the papers. Charlie and Eddie are at the bar, drinking
straight bourbon.
BARTENDER:
Boys just passing through?
EDDIE:
Yep.
BARTENDER:
Pittsburgh?
EDDIE:
Mm hmm.
BARTENDER:
Comin' in or goin' out?
EDDIE:
Goin' in. We got a sales convention. Gotta be
there tomorrow.
BARTENDER:
What do you guys sell?
CHARLIE:
Druggist supplies. Buster here is gonna get an
award.
(Eddie scoffs, as if embarrassed)
No, he sold seventeen thousand bucks' worth of
stuff last month. Fastest boy in the territory.
EDDIE:
Yep. Fastest and the bestest ... Hey, give us
another round, will ya? One for him, one
for yourself.
BARTENDER:
Thanks. Sure is a hot day for driving. Late
afternoon is better. You guys have plenty of
time. Make Pittsburgh in two, maybe three
hours.
EDDIE:
(to Charlie)
Hey, he's right!
(eyes the unused pool table)
Whaddya say, Charlie, huh? Play a little pool?
Wait out the heat?
CHARLIE:
(laughs)
It's gonna cost ya money. It always does.
EDDIE:
Oh, come on, stop stalling. Grab yourself a
cue.
Charlie rises from his barstool.
CHARLIE:
(to the bartender)
Eddie is already at the table.
EDDIE:
(to the bartender)
Keep 'em coming, will ya, friend? J. T. S.
Brown.
Charlie joins Eddie.
DISSOLVE TO:
3INT. ARMSTEAD'S BAR - TIME LAPSE
The game is in mid-progress. It's Eddie's shot. He downs his bourbon,
weaves a bit, bends over the table, and awkwardly pokes at the white
cue ball with his stick, missing an easy shot. Several more townspeople
have come in from the street and are following the play. The bartender
refills the glasses as soon as they are emptied.
CHARLIE:
You miss again, you lose again.
OLD MAN:
(at the bar)
What's the kid in hock for so far?
BARTENDER:
About sixty, seventy bucks.
EDDIE:
(racking the balls, to Charlie)
Next game, ten bucks.
OLD MAN:
(to the bartender)
Nice lookin' boy. Clean-cut. Too bad he can't
hold his liquor.
CUT TO:
4INT. ARMSTEAD'S BAR - TIME LAPSE
Two balls lay side by side on the table. Eddie peers at them, trying to
figure his shot, blinking his eyes to focus better. Some of the
onlookers seem skeptical. But Eddie pats the corner pocket confidently,
leans over, and raps out his shot. The ball banks in.
EDDIE:
I made it, boy! I finally made it! C'mon, pay
up. Pay up, sucker.
He pounds his pal Charlie on the shoulder and collapses into a nearby
chair.
CHARLIE:
You ought to take up crap shooting. Talk about
luck!
EDDIE:
Luck! Whaddya mean, luck?
CHARLIE:
You know what I mean. You couldn't make that
shot again in a million years.
EDDIE:
I couldn't, huh? Okay. Go ahead. Set 'em up
the way they were before.
CHARLIE:
Why?
EDDIE:
Go ahead. Set 'em up the way they were before.
Bet ya twenty bucks. Make that shot just the
way I made it before.
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