The Odds

Synopsis: A murder mystery set in the world of illegal teenage gambling. A 17-year old must find his best friends' killer before the game is exposed.
Genre: Crime, Mystery
 
IMDB:
4.9
R
Year:
2011
92 min
5 Views

Dude, what took so long?

We waited till 7.30.

Sorry man, I was organizing my finals.

Come on, I don't wanna miss anything.

- Wait, this actually going down?

- Of course, get in.

Are you sure? Because I begged

my mother to give me money.

Dude trust me, get in.

Alright, hey can I drive?

- No.

- Damn.

The Odds

Sam Cartier is tough.

- It's Cartier.

- Cartier.

- Not Bad.

- What is that?

- What?

- What the hell was that?

- What?

- You not getting any of that?

No, no all I'm smelling is Barry's.

No I am not wearing it.

It's not that, it's the smell of fear.

If by fear you mean money, then yes

you do smell fear.

Yeah we will see to that wont we.

Ladies and gentlemen you may start

your engines.

Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the

divisional championship.

Wrestling at 60 kg category.

(Unni Taturn) and (Sean Diego)

Red 5:
2

red 25$.

- Come on.

- Get out of it.

- Yes!

- Red 25$.

- Let's go.

- 30$ Red.

- Is that your phone?

- Yeah, my dad just got it for me.

- You like it??

- It cost 50$.

It's okay.

The next wrestling at70 kg.

(Sam Cartier) and (Joey Vinr)

Red 4:
1

seventy-five dollars to the Red

Sam Cartier is going

to kill this city kid.

Come on!

Kill him! Kill him, you

stupid son-of-bitch.

You see that?

That a total f*cking die.

No! No! What's he doing?

This is bullshit!

What the hell was that?

- Get lost.

- I know you deliberately do that.

Do you want to die?

No, but it be nice if you lost.

Hey hey okay chill.

You talk like that again, I'll kill you.

You're unbelievable, you

sad sad piece-of-shit.

F*ck!

Hey hey why do you

have go and do that?

Get your f*ckn' face outta mine.

You failing english aren't you?

Let me go!

You f*ckin' dead.

Don't you f*ck come near me.

Alright, what the f*ck are you thinking?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

Alright, let get your parents down here,

what their number?

- Oh shit!

- Hey coach.

- Yeah?

- This is basically my fault.

Yeah, and basically I'll do is, you

admitted it and get out of this.

Okay, but it's my fault.

Look I'm sorry things

got out of hand there

but there is a very

good explanation for it.

Okay, so why don't you fill me in now?

Okay, I'm not proud of it or anything.

- But...

- But what?

Knowing Sam cartier

a very good-looking guy.

Okay...

And barry here was just...

you know he's...

You know Sam been nailing my girlfriend

behind my back.

Oh, I see, is that true?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

Well listen, I will not

tolerate this kind of crap.

You guys wanna steal some score, you

put on your on damn time.

Yes sir

and I want to see both

you in my class...

after school

for detention all week.

Try to be there and I try to

forget about this Sam Cartier stuff.

- Yup.

- Yeah?

- Thanks coach.

- Okay.

And you, what the hell

going into you lately?

- Whats that about?

- Of what, Barry and Sam?

- Yeah.

- It was nothing.

Then why did Barry go after him?

Ah yeah, that was a

little something else.

Bullshit, come on just tell me.

Okay Barry thought Sam

wasn't as strong as he usually is.

- That was pretty stupid.

- I know, that what I'd said.

So everything okay with coach?

Oh yeah yeah, I settle it.

Alright, good.

It's kindda fun though, kindda

fun high school was.

What? You gonna be poetic

about grade 12?

I guess I kindda miss it.

Listen, I going to need you to either

step it up soon or settle up soon, okay?

Well, yeah no worries man, I feeling

lucky street coming on.

Okay, okay, see you tomorrow?

- Ah..yeah I think so.

- Okay, see you tomorrow.

House for Sale.

- I make some coffee.

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