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Aw, find yourself a shoplifter to roll. |
I'll tell ya what you did, smart boy. You tied into a loaded mark on 47th across from Maxies. You and Coleman played the switch for him and blew him off to a cab on 49th. If he hadn't been a numbers runner for Doyle Lonnegan, it woulda been perfect. |
You're crazy. I'm not stupid enough to play for rackets money. |
Not intentionally maybe, but that don't make no difference to Lonnegan. He'll swat you like any fly. |
I'll square it with the fixer. |
Nobody can buy you a prayer, if I put the finger on ya. |
My end was only one. |
Then you'll have to come up with another grand somewhere. |
She coulda killed me last night. |
Too many people coulda seen ya go in her room. She was a professional. Used to work in the Dutch Schultz gang. |
Who are you? |
Gondorff asked me to look after ya. |
How do I know you're tellin' the truth. |
Don't have much choice, do ya? |
Yeh, that'd be real nice of ya, Mr. Lonneman. |
Lonnegan. |
Raise 500. |
See ya and raise three. |
See and raise five. |
Five and call. |
Raise 300. |
Pass. |
Raise 1,000. |
Raise 500. |
See and raise 1,000. |
Raise 5,000. |
I guess I left it in my room. |
What! Don't give me that crap you little weenie. How do I know you ain't gonna take a powder. You come to a game like this, you bring your money. |
Never get enough, huh pal? I'd think you'd get tired of losin', Honnigan. |
The name is Lonnegan. |
Make sure you see cash from this guy, Eddie. He's got the name for bettin' money he don't have. |
I can't lay that off in time. We lose a bet that big, it could break us. |
If ya win it could make ya, too. |
What are the odds on Syphon? |
A half mill on an eight to one shot. You're dumber than I thought, Lonnegan. |
You're more gutless than I thought. |
Lonnegan's a fast egg, Henry. He's not gonna sit still for a standard play. |
Everybody'll sit still for somethin'. What did ya find out about the train, Eddie? |
I'm not sure I know it. |
We'll give him the hook on the train, and play him here. You think I can get in that poker game, Eddie? |
You in? |
Yeh, I think so. I gave the kay ducer a Cnote. You find out the deck? |
He usually plays with a Royal or a Cadenza. I got you one of each. He likes to cold deck low, 8's or 9's. |
Nice work, J.J. |
Look at that. He's got four apes with him. |
That's what I like about these guys, J.J... They always got protection against things we'd never do to 'em. |
How ya doin'? |
Nothin' yet. I got a good one on the lead at Hialeah, but he's fadin'. |
He's been taking the 8:10 Century Limited outa New York on Friday and getting in here early Saturday morning. He usually stays a day to check on his policy operations, and then flies back. |
Wonder why he doesn't fly both ways. |
The porters say he runs a braced card game in one of the cars. $100 minimum, straight poker. Last time he pulled in here ten grand heavier than he left New York. |
Fancies himself a gambler, huh? |
We'll use the wire. Never known a gambler who wouldn't like to beat the ponies. |
The wire is ten years outa date. |
That's why he won't know it. |
All you gotta do is show up with some money and look like a fool. |
I also gotta win. |
He's gonna hit ya with 20 grand, Eddie. How much cash we got? |
Not enough to cover a bet that big. |
Get a couple extra guys in the line, then. We'll give him the shutout. |
Looks like he's sulking. |
If we're lucky, this'll bring him back stronger than ever. |
What's the problem? |
He wants to put a half million on Syphon. |
Turn the goddamn thing off, will ya. |
You sober? |
I can talk, can't I? |
Glad to meet ya, kid. You're a real horse's ass. |
Yeh, Luther said you could teach me something. I already know how to drink. |
I'm sorry about Luther. He was the best street worker I ever saw. |
He had you down as a bigtimer. What happened? |
Aw, I conned a Senator from Florida on a stocks deal. A real lopear. He thought he was gonna take over General Electric. Some Chantoozie woke him up, though, and he put the feds on me. |
You mean you blew it. |
Luther didn't tell me you had a big mouth. |
He didn't tell me you was a fuck up, either. You played the Big Con since then. |
No, I lammed it around for a while while things cooled off. Philly, Denver, Baltimore, nuthin' towns. |
You gonna stay for breakfast, or do you already know how to eat? |
I picked something up on the way. |
Lonnegan after you, too? |
I don't know. Haven't seen anybody. |
You never do, kid. |
Gondorff, you gonna teach me the Big Con or not? |
You didn't act much like you wanted to learn it. |
I wanna play for Lonnegan. |
You know anything about him? |
Yeh, he croaked Luther. What else do I gotta know. |
Aw right, he runs the numbers outta the south side. |
And a packing company, a chain of Savings and Loans and half the politicians in Chicago and New York. There ain't a fix in the world gonna cool him out if he blows on ya. |
I'll take him anyway. |
Why? |
'Cause I don't know enough about killin' to kill him. |
You can't do it alone, ya know. It takes a mob of guys like you and enough money to make 'em look good. |
We'll get by without 'em. |
This isn't like playin' winos on the street. You gotta do more than outrun the guy. |
I never played for winos. |
You gotta keep Lonnegan's con, even after you spent his money. And no matter how much you take from his, he'll get more. |
You're sacred of 'em, aren't ya? |
Right down to my socks, turkey. If I'da been half as scared a that lopear, I wouldn't a fallen asleep on 'em. Lonnegan might kill me, but at least he won't bore me to death. |
Then you'll do it? |
If I can find a mob that'll risk it. But no matter what happens, I don't want you comin' back to me halfway through and sayin' it's not enough... cause it's all you got. |
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