40 Pounds of Trouble

Hey.

Wait a minute, McCluskey.

The least he could've did was let me know. I could've grabbed you.

Well, I picked him up outside of Stockton.

I think somebody tipped him off.

Nobody ever tips me off.

Hey, you're getting better, Bassett.

That was a terrific chase.

Thanks a lot, McCluskey.

I'd have had you that time if it hadn't been for that Cadillac.

Look, McCluskey, will you do me a favor?

Pay your ex-wife the dough. I'm gettin' tired of playing cops and robbers.

Why don't you have a drink and dinner, Bassett, and spend the night?

No, thanks. I got to get all the way back to LA. Tonight.

Give my best to Louie Blanchard, will you?

Yeah, I'll do that. Tell him I like him even if he isn't my lawyer.

I'll do that.

Good luck. Yeah.

Come on, stop pouting.

Come on in and I'll buy you a drink.

I'm not supposed to fraternize.

One drink.

Well, you did it again, Mr. McCluskey.

Two lengths.

I had 20 bucks on you.

Smart money was la yin' 8-5 you wouldn't make it back.

Well, that's not smart, but it's generous.

Ah, it's a beautiful day.

I had a fiver on you, honey. Very good.

Come on, seven.

Eleven is the number...

Steve, I'm glad to see you. How are you?

Where's Swing? I put a call in. He'll be right over.

Hi, Mr. McCluskey. Chewing gum?

There's a burn hole in the cloth on the big eight.

That's a brand new $130 layout.

Not anymore, replace it.

Check.

How's everything been going? Pretty good?

There was a $25,000 win on a keno game...

Hi, Mr. McCluskey. Hello.

Find that girl a hobby.

Check.

Oh, Steve. Thank God you're back.

About these accommodations... Herman, please, later.

But... Later.

There's a light out over there on the dollar slots.

I don't know how I could've missed it. I don't know either.

What were you saying before?

There was a $25,000 win on a keno game.

Well, it's about time.

It was getting a little embarrassing.

Daytime to keno desk, Daytime to keno desk,

See you. See you later.

Hey, Swing. Steve.

How are you? Good.

What's up?

Mr. Mencken's up from Reno, rolling high.

Dropped $50,000 at craps and wants $10,000 credit. Drunk or sober?

Feverish, but sober.

Let him have it. Check.

Slot machine number 184 isn't paying off enough.

Fix or replace it. Check.

$104 for playing cards. That doesn't sound enough.

Somebody must be playing with greasy packs.

I'll speak to the pit bosses.

Very good.

Check. Check.

Mr. McCluskey. You know what tonight is?

Mmm-hmm, after the poker game, it's Thursday.

Well, uh, I get off at midnight.

So you do.

Come on, dice. Once again, dice.

Seven, a winner.

How about that, huh? Here we go.

What do you say we kinda press a little bit, huh?

Come on, dice. Another natural, dice.

Well, Mr. McCluskey. So there you are.

Where should I be?

You should've been with me at the Reno airport to meet Miss Lockwood's plane.

Which Miss Lockwood?

This Miss Lockwood.

Well, Julius, I can't go running off to the airport

every time you get a new vocalist.

This "vocalist" happens to be the star of my show.

She also happens to be Mr. Friedman's niece.

Look, Julius, if Mr. Friedman wants to maintain a niece,

it's his time, his money, and his club.

For the time being, I'm in charge of the gambling and the private poker game.

You are in charge of the entertainment department,

which includes Mr. Friedman's niece.

It's a package deal, sweetheart.

Ugh.

Marie. Good afternoon.

Who's using Mr. Friedman's suite?

Oh, Miss Lockwood.

Come in. Miss Lockwood?

Yes?

I wanted to see if everything was all right.

My name is Steve McCluskey. I'm the manager.

Oh.

I was beginning to think we didn't have a manager.

Oh yeah, we got a manager.

It's like when you're riding in a Rolls Royce.

The only thing you hear is the ticking of the clock.

Are you sure it's going?

Oh, yeah, it's going. It's going tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

We're very anxious to make your brief stay with us

as pleasant and as comfortable as possible.

So, if there's anything you need... Isn't that funny?

That's exactly what Uncle Bernie said.

"If there's anything you need just ask good old Mr. McCluskey."

He thinks very highly of you, good old Mr. McCluskey.

We want all our entertainers to be happy.

While they're here.

Mr. McCluskey... Yes, ma'am?

I Intend to be the happiest little entertainer you ever did see.

No trouble, no expense.

So why don't you just go back to doing what you were doing

and I'll go on doing what I was doing.

Miss Lockwood, don't give it another thought.

I've assigned one of the captains from the South Shore Room

to see to all your comforts.

You make all the demands you want to him.

As if I weren't even here.

Who do you conduct to, Chubby Checker? Stravinsky.

Where you been all day? San Francisco.

Can I ask you one thing?

Can I ask you why?

Because I got a little closet fever is why. I've been cooped up here

for the last eight months and I felt like splitting out.

So you have to split to California?

Every time you cross that state line you're lookin' to make the net.

They clang that door shut on you in San Quentin

and you'll know what closet fever really is.

It's from Natalie. Oh, that's beautiful, huh?

Which one was Natalie? Natalie?

What's in California you couldn't find right here in Nevada?

Tattoo parlors?

Floyd, I'm a little tired.

Any head shrinker will tell you the reason you go to California

when you shouldn't is because subconsciously, you want to get caught.

Subconsciously I want to take a hot bath and have a little peace and quiet.

It's the same way with this electronic quail-trap routine.

Anybody else wants to date a lady friend,

he don't go with the blue lights and the tape recorder

and the record playing machine with the schizophrenic sound. But you do.

I'm exotic. You're a nut.

There's guy named Piper picked up 11,000 at the crap table.

He heard about the private game and asked if he could get in.

I didn't want to disturb you so I took a chance and said, "Yes."

These people are decent, respectable poker players.

How are they gonna like a gambler in their game?

The gentleman's bringing $11,000.

That shows he's sincere. The game will show whether he's a poker player.

Kill the people. Later.

Good evening.

Hello, Steve. Hello Charlie. Fred, how's the ranch? Nick.

Hiya, sweetheart. Mr. Piper, McCluskey.

Uh-huh. Pleasure to meet you.

How you been, Nick?

Oh, okay. Good.

The usual game, gentlemen.

25 and 50. No limit on raises.

And, Nicholas, prepare to bleed.

Mr. Piper? Thank you.

$50 ante, please.

Five card stud.

Ace. Bet the ace.

A thousand, gentlemen.

Call.

I raise you $200.

And two better.

I pass.

Nine over.

200. I raise you 200.

I call.

Here's my $200.

Ten, five, four, eight...

Bingo.

Good to me now.

Bingo.

Bingo.

Bingo.

Say, uh, do you follows mind if we get a fresh deck, huh?

This one's killing me.

Give him a fresh deck.

Here you are, sir.

The joker.

Ante 50. This is my game.

I can get even at the crap tables.

Am I good for $1,000?

All right, Mr. Piper, I'll take your check.

I'd rather not write a check, if you don't mind.

But I'm good for the money.

Without a check, sir, nobody's good for the money.

But I can get the money in San Francisco in no time at all.

Well, that's where I can't help you.

Well, actually I'm, I'm clean.

I don't even have the plane fare.